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A Time To Relax
Open Siren's Summit 
Vynter the Hopebringer
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His nose brushed along Ruwin's ear in a polite greeting. He had smelled him on the breeze during his approach to the summit; and with Leroy's help he immediately had pinpointed his location. The spider was making its way among its peers, greeting and tittering with them cheerfully. The boy paid it no mind, simply looking at Ruwin with his own eyes of icy blue. He had managed to make it through the rainstorm, and had arrived just as it had begun to disperse. His coat was soaked, wings pressed tightly to his back and his mane covering his left eye. He wasn't bothered, because in all honesty he needed the bath and he was content with being wet.

When he was certain the man was okay with his presence, he casually plopped himself down beside the brute, eyes looking between the thick pines silently to inspect the needles. He hadn't really planned on making it to the Summit today, but as he was walking he had seen something that had brought him in the right direction. Now he was here, wet and tired and in good company. Vynter had been craving that lately with his sister not being around as much. It was true that he really did wander, but even then his fiery sibling always found a way to keep up with him. They would spend their nights beneath the stars and awake in the morning to explore. She would always worry about him, but he never once worried that she might not find him.

It was in the passing days and weeks that he had for once begun to worry. He would often look into the sky to see if she was flying up there, looking for him as she always did. The first time he had returned to their spot with his wings fully repaired and working; she had been nowhere to be seen. Even as time went on, there was less and less of a trace of her. The boy was very aware of how loss worked; he had experienced it twice with his parents. Yet even then he hadn't been as attached to them; he didn't know what would happen if the one who had died was his sister.

These thoughts were  too grim for a child of his age, but it was the way of his world and entire existence. It was what he knew and understood, and he understood too that mothers did not always die after childbirth; and that fathers did not get decimated by an immortal being that sought to cause chaos. He knew that the beginning of his life was not the norm but even then it was something he had to face. So he did and then continued with his life like nothing had happened. Because even knowing that what he was, and what had happened wasn't normal; it didn't feel like it wasn't to him at all.



Vynter
My will is a sword that cuts down anything in my way


@Ruwin


Messages In This Thread
A Time To Relax - by Ruwin - 03-16-2018, 03:32 AM
RE: A Time To Relax - by Vynter - 03-16-2018, 04:42 AM
RE: A Time To Relax - by Ruwin - 03-18-2018, 09:09 PM