running at the speed of light; Titus

[Sawtooth]

The sleek lithe wolf had never had much of a pack. Kept to herself, shunned wolf and horse alike after her brother contented himself more with the sky and his newfound mate and their first babe. She slunk away from Loess in the dead of night and never looked back.

Sawtooth wandered high and low, near and far, everywhere and nowhere. Rarely did she switch back to her original pegasean shape; she stayed a wolf and lived as a wolf. Lived for the thrill of the hunt, the chase and the kill and the sweet meaty meal afterwards.

But eventually, the loneliness she’s so long outrun finally catches up to her. She starts to think of home, whatever that might be, and the loneliness becomes longing. The longing is so intense that she cannot sleep and lifts her head from her paws to consider the distance and time it might take her to return.

She rises, and on swift paws, makes short timely work of the journey until panting and exhausted, she arrives —

Not to Loess, or some other haunt like the Meadow, but to Tephra. She hasn’t been there since she was barely a year old and still tagging along after Wound and Wishbone. This was her birthplace though, all smoke and cinders and sulphur.

The sable wolf breathed deep of the ashy hot air and grinned, tongue lolling loose. She wondered if some of the bones she’d buried here, were still where they ought to be - buried deep and kept safe by dirt and worms. Still smiling, she loped to one such spot and began to dig furiously.

Yes! Still there, she discovered happily as she pulled up a cannon bone that once belonged to her mother. Sawtooth gnawed and nuzzled the bone lovingly before committing it back to the earth. She laid content and drowsy atop the hard-packed spot afterwards, feeling lazy and content.

That is, until a tantalizing scent roused her from her sprawl and she lifted her head, eyes green and bright. Last time she had smelled him, he’d been a mix of cat and horse and all sorts of awkward confusion. It brings a smile to her mouth, a toothy one but a smile all the same. Roused at last, she changes shape and sets off to find him.

He’s easy to find for a girl with a wolf’s senses; she smiles at him, blue wings loose against her sides as her green eyes settle on his face. She notices that he looks a bit older and haggard, and notes that there are new scars on his skin that she doesn’t remember being there before. “Hi stranger,” she says casually with a grin.

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[Titus]

titus

one day it's here and then it's gone,
how are you still holding on?

The war had uprooted many things for him.

He reflected on the events that played out in the war what lead up to the aftermath of it all. The war came in bits in pieces. Most of the time it was a blur. Titus wasn’t so sure if he wanted to remember the war—to hold onto something so bloody and terrible left him feeling so empty now. His thoughts became flooded with emotions of guilt, frustration, and sadness.

A part of him felt that he could have prevented the war. He had been the Head of War in Loess before Vulgaris and Castile took up leadership, but his position had been stripped away and he was forgotten. Being forgotten left a darkness within him. Titus allowed it grow and consume all of him. He felt useless for a time, having no direction or purpose in his life made him felt empty.

But it was that empty feeling that made him search.

It was that driving force within him to find something.

To have something.

Anything.

It was that need for a purpose and to find himself that he found Tephra.

He found his new home—his forever home, he hopes.

It was a new beginning for him—for all of them in Tephra. But he had needed this new beginning more than ever. It wasn’t just him he needed to look after now, but Tephra and everyone that called this place home. Leliana had asked him to be the general of Tephra. Something he couldn’t imagine ever having again. At first, he had felt non-deserving of the position, yet he couldn’t imagine not taking the position. It felt too wrong to turn it away when it felt so right for him to be here and protect Tephra.

Titus now looks upon Tephra with a different perspective. It wasn’t the same when he first came here—it wouldn’t look the same either. The war changed that, but he doesn’t see any difference from when he first came here. Tephra was beautiful all the same as the magma hardened and Leliana worked her magic to heal the land. It motivates him to look towards the future, to find a peace within himself too after these past few years.

His nutmeg eyes scan the summer lands of Tephra. The summers are hot and humid here, but the shade of the tropical greenery and being on the coast of Beqanna keeps it rather cool. Titus has grown more accustomed to the humidity and heat these past few weeks. It would always be this way, or at least a little warmer in the colder seasons, but he didn’t mind a little more heat now.

Glancing across the horizon, a soft summer breeze blows. His nostrils wrinkle a little, a distant, yet familiar scent catches his attention. His eyes go wide for a moment at the realization of who it is (the wolf girl from memories ago), but quickly he searches around Tephra until he finds the familiar winged blue mare.

She instantly greets him with a smile. It is contagious so he cannot help but smile back at her when she greets him with a familiar grin. “Well, look what the wind blew in,” he greets with a sarcastic tone as his smile grows wider. “You sure you aren’t lost, stranger?” He asks with a tilt of his head as his eyes glisten with humor.

son of rome and porcia
male, classic champagne appaloosa
ocelot-shifting, wings, immortality

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@[Sawtooth]