03-23-2010, 09:27 AM
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Table credit: Sace(Hemming)
-- The lilac eyed boy watched with pretended indifference as his larger brother fell into his usual stance again when he caught up with their quest. Every time that eager smile turned to him, Conor lit up with a brilliant, matching smile of his own. It was indeed odd how Haku had managed to create such vivid and bright personalities like Noir Aston and Emwe Soul, but to see his brother’s personality so different from their demonic father’s soothed him in many ways. As a child Conor had hoped then feared that he would turn into his father. Emwe was still pure despite the hopeless parents they had been born from, and Conor knew that he too was quite different from both mother and father. They had no settled fates before them, only a path that they would get to create themselves as they advanced through life. Conor found peace in knowing that. Little did he know about the taint already present within. They were no ticking bombs, but there existed such a thing as their father’s taint. Paws travelled through the changing scenery as blessed woods turned into rock and grass and a hint of sand as they closed in on the beach and this cave filled up with treasures. Conor’s golden tail waved contently behind him, and he continued to allow Emwe to hold the lead, playing out the leader in this odd treasure game of his. ”We’re getting close now!” the young male cooed with a voice strained by anticipation. The goal was of course to see the already present excitement within the other reach those adoringly entertaining levels. |