09-17-2018, 10:42 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Once it was out, it was out. There was no putting it back in at least not without and ungodly amount of strength. At one point it had been out and he had managed to repress it, push it away even with the fact that blood was present in his day to day life. Even when he was beaten, pushed down, strangled, toss aside and called horrible horrible things he had suppressed that side of him because he knew what it did. What he would do? The creature didn't know of his origins and wouldn't know for a good while yet but he would in time. Perhaps discovering it would be an eye opening for the creature so filled with darkness that he was a blight upon the world. The very thing that had existed before the worlds were born anew, forced back to make room for creatures not even fit to be alive. Because another said so. But there had to be balance right? One couldn't live without the other. It would be too chaotic, too jumbled if they were not kept in absolute harmony.
Thick paws moved forward across the expanse of desert, eyes of pink marble scanning the area. Before he wouldn't have even thought to take someone from their home. It wasn't morale...it wasn't right. But there was a smell there, something unnatural that had led him to that place. He'd never been to the Ascendants before and yet finding his way had been easy enough. Perhaps he would seek to find Delilah from Tanglewood again, or Arrow. To check and see how they were doing. Such juxtaposed thoughts to what he was about to do. Even if he didn't know what would happen there was a very slight chill in the air. Smoke trailed behind his large black form as he made his way with his prize. Something plucked from the very heart of the Ascendants. Though small in stature he had taken procautions in grabbing him. Out of the darkness he had struck the other behind the head and grabbed him up no sooner had he fallen unconscious. It had been...easy. Perhaps too easy.
Sighing a little though clasped sharp teeth the beast would pause as he came to the entrance of the fortress that the Pitt now lived in. His tail curled slightly as he eyed the area with almost amusement sparking in his gaze. These were the people that had oppressed him. Gave him the title of slave and treated him like property. Would they be scared of the backlash of giving him freedom? Thick forked tail lashed through the air as he made his way into his home and he opened his jaws, dropping Bastilleprisoner onto the ground from up high. Such an impact from 4 feet up would most likely wake the smaller being but the canine wasn't keen on allow for him to get up and screech about so he aimed to put a paw on the feline's chest and press down hard, though this wouldn't stop him from talking.
[member=145]BASTILLEPRISONER[/member]
Thick paws moved forward across the expanse of desert, eyes of pink marble scanning the area. Before he wouldn't have even thought to take someone from their home. It wasn't morale...it wasn't right. But there was a smell there, something unnatural that had led him to that place. He'd never been to the Ascendants before and yet finding his way had been easy enough. Perhaps he would seek to find Delilah from Tanglewood again, or Arrow. To check and see how they were doing. Such juxtaposed thoughts to what he was about to do. Even if he didn't know what would happen there was a very slight chill in the air. Smoke trailed behind his large black form as he made his way with his prize. Something plucked from the very heart of the Ascendants. Though small in stature he had taken procautions in grabbing him. Out of the darkness he had struck the other behind the head and grabbed him up no sooner had he fallen unconscious. It had been...easy. Perhaps too easy.
Sighing a little though clasped sharp teeth the beast would pause as he came to the entrance of the fortress that the Pitt now lived in. His tail curled slightly as he eyed the area with almost amusement sparking in his gaze. These were the people that had oppressed him. Gave him the title of slave and treated him like property. Would they be scared of the backlash of giving him freedom? Thick forked tail lashed through the air as he made his way into his home and he opened his jaws, dropping Bastilleprisoner onto the ground from up high. Such an impact from 4 feet up would most likely wake the smaller being but the canine wasn't keen on allow for him to get up and screech about so he aimed to put a paw on the feline's chest and press down hard, though this wouldn't stop him from talking.
[member=145]BASTILLEPRISONER[/member]