AND IT PAINS ME JUST TO HEAR YOU SAY IT // Open to all

[Ares]

SCREAMING AT THE ONES WE LOVE
LIKE WE FORGOT WHO WE CAN TRUST!

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The empty plains, blades of grass highlighted by the midday sun, shifted around as the large raptor moved, wings folded in and arms tucked to her body. With a shake of her head she snorted and stopped, eyeing the sky above, staring at the growing storm to her assumed north. The mountain ranges beneath the storm cloud appear smaller, or at least shadowed by the storm, perhaps shadowed in fear.

Fear. Fear is what drove Ares from Tanglewood. Fear for the safety of her friends, her family. Fear for Dion's safety, Aesior's, Cory's, all of their safety while she resided in the swamp. Even after all those years, she still couldn't control herself, control the anger that made her so unholy. So unworthy of the company of others. She stopped. Wings twitched and she looked around. Sunlight glinted off her ram horns and she rumbled.

Lips peeling back in a mild snarl, the beast let out a low screech, a warning to anyone around her. To stay away.

TANGLEWOOD — LION/SHAPESHIFTER — BIO — ATTACK IN #C16666

#psy.