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Larkspur D'Angelo · 06-04-2011, 10:55 AM

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pray to your god, open your heart

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Fear was something that Larkspur knew well. He had been afraid when he had been cast away by his parents, and he had been afraid since the night he had seen the eye of Tak and hear the voice of the ini, the well of worlds where his earth-god lived. Since that day he had feared the things in the dark, feared the fire that he had seen in his future, and knew he would forever be watched by those terrible red eyes.

A guttural growling rose from the bear, which hobbled from its sleeping place. Larkspur knew several things about bears; they were capable of killing with tooth and claw. They were stupid, near-sighted, but smelled more than well enough to make up for such a thing. The Khalif had been cautious about bears, and with good reason. Far too many children had been killed for wandering too close to the caves along the mountain. Tak, the whispers blamed, Tak sent these beasts to kill the unworthy. After all, they came from the earth. This was why Larkspur feared the animal that was now lumbering towards him. His body curled up as a cat’s might, tail curling under his body and over his groin.

Then suddenly Sirius was flying through the air, but he was met by the lumbering beast (which no longer moved slowly, Larkspur saw with a fright) head on. Even though the hybrid managed to grapple the bear’s neck, it proved to be in vain. With a bellowing roar the bear rose to its full height, thrashing in an attempt to throw its attacker off.

Larkspur did not move. He was held fast by that instinctive, learned fear and by that still-stubborn desire to see his Boss prove his own worth. Sirius had brought this on himself.

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