10-19-2016, 07:15 PM
Gunsynd
I wanna chain you up I wanna tie you down
He can feel the electricity of excitement move through him as he moves away from the star-crossed couple. He has plans for them, big plans. Whatever a normal father might feel at his son finding a potential mate is completely lost on Gunysnd. Why he picked this son to torment is beyond him too - he had many children to choose from, why this one in particular? Was it simply because he was most like himself? Regardless of the reason behind it (if there even was one), he delights in creating chaos for the younger version of himself and this girl created the perfect conduit for such deviousness.
Having been given his wings back, he takes to the sky and enjoys feeling the rush of air around his bulk. He had missed this freedom, but his God had made him whole again. There was nothing holding him back now. Aware that eyes might be watching his progress, and not wanting his plans to be found out, he dissolves his atoms with the oxygen around him, vanishing completely from view or detection. He remains this way for several days for two reasons: first, because he had greatly missed this sensation of phasing himself and second, because it was almost breeding season and this was crucial to his plan.
He feels the shift in the seasons as his atoms mingle with the atoms of the air and the trees. Now was his time to strike. With a crack he appears in the meadow, summoning his atoms back to attention. But it is not Gunsynd that materializes, but his younger self, his son. Lior. He feels constricted in this somewhat smaller form. He misses his wings and his tangled mane and tail. These things are quintessentially him. But for this to go smoothly he will forgo them for the time being. He knows she will come to him - like a moth drawn to the flame. She is lovesick and confused and he had left her with such cruel words - she needs reassurance and he is the only one that can provide it.
As he waits he begins to notice a small sensation in his hooves that grows stronger over time. It does not take long for him to register it as pain. It grows in intensity and becomes more and more uncomfortable; moving up his legs into his knees. He knows it is because he is using his power - this curse has afflicted him since he regained use of this trait on the mountain. But he can’t let it make him waiver - he will just have to bear it until it is finished.
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@[Igni]