01-05-2018, 06:26 PM
like the sun swallowed up by the earth
The situation at hands brings a simmering beneath Warrick’s skin, a radiant displeasure that shimmers in the cobalt of his eyes and that tightens across the sharp planes of his robust face. Navy wings flutter at his sides, perturbed and haphazard in the way his feathers lay, resisting the urge to preen them with a simple turn of his thickly muscled neck. The arrival of Amorette and the child (a being unbeknownst to the winged Overseer) create murmurings in his mind, nostrils flaring as the scent of them reach him on the humid, salty breeze. He quickly places the identity of the child - Karaugh’s son, Kolera’s brother - and the fact makes him bristle, ears falling back into his mane as his neck curves, snorting sharply. Curiouser and curiouser.
Silently and without a word, Levi’s large form submerges into the darkness of the cave, falling into the blackness seamlessly.
When Levi’s form finally emerges with Karaugh, Warrick is no less tense than he was the moment Levi had gone to fetch her. His ears remain backwards, his cobalt stare glistening with a coldness that is rarely seen, the severity of the precarious situation reaching its pinnacle. Flames expertly waft their way around Karaugh, keeping her perfectly confined yet enough space to breathe, and yet somehow, she is somehow relaxed beneath the warmth of the orange tendrils. Her greeting is met with a loud snort, his gaze watching her from a hooded brow. His navy tail flicks against the auburn of his haunches, stepping away from Ceara to move to the center of the group.
“Watch your tongue,” Warrick says to her, his voice thick with agitation. “Tephra may be a sanctuary, but not to those who can’t seem to understand boundaries.” His eyes narrow slightly, studying her frame as the silence engulfs them. “Selfish pleasures?” he repeats with a twerk of his brow, his gaze flicking to Levi only briefly, then back to her with a stamp of a single navy foreleg. “Have you not indulged in your own during your stay?” A bit of a frown finds his lips, but the blaze of agitation still simpers across his hide. Ellyse had given Levi orders, and with a twitch of his muzzle, he prays the roan and white stallion has followed them precisely. He cared not what happened down in the cave - Karaugh is more than capable than handling herself when it came to Levi, made obvious by the marks on his muscled neck. It would not surprise Warrick that the two enjoyed a coupling (or more) beneath the bowels of the volcano’s hearth.
“As for the child - ” His voice is gentler this time as his face turns to Amorette, where the young colt is nestled beneath her protective embrace. “ - he will join you on your way out. It would have been wrong for him to serve your sentence only because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.” His gaze softens a bit at the child, but as he turns back towards Karaugh, it hardens once again. He was a young stallion when they had first met - and now he is so much more, and her little tricks and attempts to break him would not work. There is no sympathy in the stallion’s eyes. “He did not offend the country of Tephra - you did.”
“Tephra wishes nothing more from you. You and your family may go,” Warrick pauses, turning his gaze upon Kolera for a moment with a hint of sympathy, wondering if she is pleased by what she has wished to see or if she would have rather found her mother later, after her exiting of Tephra. He wonders if she will join her mother, after seeing her in such a state, or if she will remain within his home. He doesn’t dare poise this question now.
Then his attention quickly falls back to Karaugh, snorting sharply. “Levi will escort you and your son to the border - the flame will not release you until then. Go where ever it is you plan to go, but Tephra is not a choice.
Let this be your warning: next time, my mercy will have worn out.”
With a quick flex of his wings he finishes, turning away from her for what he hopes will be the last time. He brushes past Ceara, his ears hidden beneath the thickness of his mane, chuffing loudly as he begins to make his exit.
Warrick
@[Kolera] @[Levi] @[Amorette] @[Ceara]
So her sentence technically has been out for awhile, so I figured we could neatly handle all of this in one thread! Kolera is free to stay if she so wishes, but Karaugh and Kryptic are to leave immediately!