12-06-2016, 11:52 PM
Ruan
Their family was growing. Each soul they guided home to the Taiga became a daughter, a sister, a son, a brother. And he was the patriarch, an alpha of their family unit. Their pack.
Each time he'd come to the field, he'd been trailed by one of his adopted daughters. They had been so eager to learn to do this for themselves, to seek out the creatures that may fit in with them, they may come to belong with them. To escort them home with pride in their eyes and beaming smiles. But today he was alone. Often of late, he kept to himself. It was uncharacteristic of him, and he hoped it would fade in time.
Wounds at his sides caked with dried blood marked a large part of his recent self-isolation. His fall into silent brooding. Beautiful white wings had been violently torn, ripped away by the jaws of a demon. Nothing was left of them but these seeping lesions, and the painfully useless muscles still working beneath his skin. Occassionally, bright crimson would stain his pale coat, tinting his purple spots when the injuries accidentally tore open. Today he'd managed to keep that from happening and he was glad of it. It was painful to endure so often.
Glacial blue eyes settled on a figure of shimmering silver-gray. For a moment he only studied her in silence, taking her measure. To join their family was not given so freely. It required strength, resilience. A love of the forest, of a family unit. They would need to open their hearts to those among the trees, protect them as they would be equally protected. Love as they would be equally loved. It was not a life for just anyone. They were a pack. And everyone had to pull their weight.
Hello, he greeted evenly, approaching with the steady grace of a wolf. She was young, as were his adopted daughters. Perhaps his girls would enjoy that light in her eyes. Perhaps in turn she would enjoy exploring with them, protecting their family and home. Caretakers of the forest.
I am Ruan, of the Taiga. Am I right to assume you may be looking for a place to stay? he asked with a curious tilt to his head. Blue eyes peered at her calmly from a dark face.
Although, if I am correct, I must admit; the Taiga is not for everyone.
Each time he'd come to the field, he'd been trailed by one of his adopted daughters. They had been so eager to learn to do this for themselves, to seek out the creatures that may fit in with them, they may come to belong with them. To escort them home with pride in their eyes and beaming smiles. But today he was alone. Often of late, he kept to himself. It was uncharacteristic of him, and he hoped it would fade in time.
Wounds at his sides caked with dried blood marked a large part of his recent self-isolation. His fall into silent brooding. Beautiful white wings had been violently torn, ripped away by the jaws of a demon. Nothing was left of them but these seeping lesions, and the painfully useless muscles still working beneath his skin. Occassionally, bright crimson would stain his pale coat, tinting his purple spots when the injuries accidentally tore open. Today he'd managed to keep that from happening and he was glad of it. It was painful to endure so often.
Glacial blue eyes settled on a figure of shimmering silver-gray. For a moment he only studied her in silence, taking her measure. To join their family was not given so freely. It required strength, resilience. A love of the forest, of a family unit. They would need to open their hearts to those among the trees, protect them as they would be equally protected. Love as they would be equally loved. It was not a life for just anyone. They were a pack. And everyone had to pull their weight.
Hello, he greeted evenly, approaching with the steady grace of a wolf. She was young, as were his adopted daughters. Perhaps his girls would enjoy that light in her eyes. Perhaps in turn she would enjoy exploring with them, protecting their family and home. Caretakers of the forest.
I am Ruan, of the Taiga. Am I right to assume you may be looking for a place to stay? he asked with a curious tilt to his head. Blue eyes peered at her calmly from a dark face.
Although, if I am correct, I must admit; the Taiga is not for everyone.
