10-25-2022, 11:34 PM
Anger... that's all the that wolf hybrid had felt for days now. It started sometime after stumbling across Hyacinth, the thought of how cruel that group was being seemed to set something off in Icarus. Now it seemed like every small thing seemed to tick him off. He was walking on eggshells with his own mind.
The anger bubbled and raged deep inside his chest, his veins flowing with a demonic blood that seethed beneath the surface. Icarus seemed innocently unaware of what was happening to him, the only thoughts that were raging through his gentle mind was that he was broken or that something was wrong. But did he go to anyone about it? No of course not, he wasn't meant to seek others out for help he had to deal with this alone as he always had.
He traveled through the groups territory with no real destination in mind. Each step he took seemed to be pure agony as his veins felt as if they were on fire. A soft whine slipped from his maw as he stumbled forwards, tripping over his paws and falling to the ground. With a huff Icarus pushed himself back up, dragging himself off in a mindless direction once more.
Soft whines and growls continue to drip from his muzzle, ears pinned back while his head tilted towards the ground and the fur atop his head hid his gaze from view. His motions seemed almost robotic, as if his brain had some mission yet forgot to relay the message to everyone else other than "just keep moving."
The anger bubbled and raged deep inside his chest, his veins flowing with a demonic blood that seethed beneath the surface. Icarus seemed innocently unaware of what was happening to him, the only thoughts that were raging through his gentle mind was that he was broken or that something was wrong. But did he go to anyone about it? No of course not, he wasn't meant to seek others out for help he had to deal with this alone as he always had.
He traveled through the groups territory with no real destination in mind. Each step he took seemed to be pure agony as his veins felt as if they were on fire. A soft whine slipped from his maw as he stumbled forwards, tripping over his paws and falling to the ground. With a huff Icarus pushed himself back up, dragging himself off in a mindless direction once more.
Soft whines and growls continue to drip from his muzzle, ears pinned back while his head tilted towards the ground and the fur atop his head hid his gaze from view. His motions seemed almost robotic, as if his brain had some mission yet forgot to relay the message to everyone else other than "just keep moving."