In the Light of the Life That I Have Found

Bes, and Jace come in whenever :D

POSTED: Mon Apr 16, 2018 3:57 pm

In what manner had he sinned? In what way had the silver boy come to grief in such a place as this? He and his brother, they were so far from home, home was gone, they were damaged, and the night seemed to stretch on endlessly for them. Uri could see the pain and uncertainty in his brothers eyes, surrounded by strangers, memories of burning bodies and blood, fighting, shouting and chaos, like they had walked through hell and come out of it alone and empty. They weren't totally alone here, however. Jace, the strong warrior woman who had defended the near identical pair during the battle where fire and death rained and the scent lay thick across the land, had taken them into her home and under her wing.

That's how the boys wound up in Casa, they were away from their family, but they still had each other, a place to sleep, and a pack to work for and to be protected by. The boys spent much of their time outside the fort, holed up in Jace's encampment, doing chores around the place for her, and when there was spare time, Uri trained with the dagger that his mother had gifted to him, one piece of a matching set, really the perfect weapon for one such as himself.

When he was alone, Uriah felt hollow, empty, incomplete, like there was always a hole in his chest, or part of his being was incomplete, but that would always change when his brother was with him. Spotting the mirror image boy as Uri trotted across the open ground, plants only just beginning to bloom, the boy would change his course to head for his brother, approaching the boy with a solemnly wagging tail, happy to see him yet never truly happy anymore. There were many other wolves in this pack that were close to the twin's age, more so than there had been in Anathema, but Uri did not know any of them, had not grown with them, had not befriended them, and he didn't know if he could. Of course, his brother was social, scarred, but more social than Uriah was still, but to the aspiring warrior twin, his brother was all he needed for now. "Hey Bes, done with your chores...?" The boy asked, ears perked up a bit as he approached.
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POSTED: Mon Apr 16, 2018 10:42 pm

The people here were, nice. Family was nice to them too, but, well.. He guessed this was family now. Uriah seemed to be, coping with the change. As for Besekel himself, he just wanted to be alone much of the time when he was out and about. He shuffled around, doing as he was told and helping where he was needed, but never seeming to be especially motivated. The cavaliers felt... happy. They had their grievances sure, but for the most part many of them went about their days as one would expect, normal and peaceful. It was hard to imagine what he went through could happen in a world where this was also permitted.

Jace, who's wounds he had help treat during the fighting, took a liking to the brothers, accepting them with open arms. It was good to live away from the others he felt as well, in her clan's camp or however she described it when they first arrived. He hadn't gotten to know the others, but the once medic wasn't sure how they would take to him if he did. In many ways he still felt like an outsider, despite being taken in. Often when he saw Uriah leaving to go practice, Bes would pick up the twin of their daggers, conflicted and confused. He knew he had to be at least willing to learn, more so than what his parents had taught them. He just, couldn't muster the will.

For a place so warm and filled with life around him, the boy felt cold inside, untouched by spring's kiss as he remained in late winter. Having his twin around made him feel a bit less frozen, warming up in the light of his brother's fire, but embers weren't enough for him. This chill was hungry, and if it couldn't be held back it would continue to eat at his memories till only ice remained. Talking to others was difficult, a chore as any, but at least it held it off for a little while. His hair was pulled back into a tail again, two strands falling on either side of his brow, the pale son unable to be bothered enough to fix it anymore. The sound of approaching footsteps drew closer as he watched the road ahead of him, walking along until a voice stopped him. "Uri..? Yeah, I'm done for now." he answered, flicking a bent ear as he gave a frail smile to his mirror.
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