it's hard with such a history

Sirius Revlis · 04-22-2011, 01:40 PM

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He had been an absent creature of late, prone to prowling the lands beyond the dismal darkness of Anathema's caves. Unlike some, Sirius was unable to totally adjust to the underground living. It was a practice of his to rise early, and return only when necessary.

There were many interesting things on the mountain. Wolves and Coyotes, some broken by the hard land, some merely visitors on its scarred surface. None of them seemed to appreciate the Terra for the power it held over their lives - Too many, these days, seemed to have fallen into a fanciful existence. Sirius was a practical man. He had seen death and felt the pinch of starvation, and the drive for survival was embedded in his very veins. The blood that coursed through him was blue and black and bright, bright red.

A similar red was seen lingering in eyes that glowed in the flamelight. The dark-pelted man was returning from a trial of a new type of snare, and he held the disassembled contraption in one hand and a dead hare in the other, slung lackadaisically over one shoulder. Dark bangs temporarily obscured the hunter's sharp apple eyes, flickering with a curious and calculative intellect. The boy, Itachi, was one he knew well - The golden-pelted youth lived in the cave beside him. Although they both seemed to frequent strange hours, there had been a few brief exchanges of words between the man and the boy before.

Itachi was an interesting specimen. Sirius was far too proud to be unnerved by his strange hollow intensity; He was a crafty soul, and saw the value and potential in all things. Regardless, the sight of the youth sitting in such silence was enough to draw the man to a halt.

He smelt the foreign smell on the golden youth, the same one that came from within the other's dwelling, and had done so for a few days now. He knew it to be a girl - A pretty thing, albeit wounded. She had smelt of Inferni, and that had been an interesting development indeed. But there was a code that the Revlis man lived by, and secrecy was key to that; It was none of his business, who his packmember chose to abduct from the mountain. If the girl was stupid enough to wander up it, then by all means, Itachi had the right to pluck her from whatever vine of stupidity and innocence on which she'd grown.

The hare was dropped to the compact ground with a gentle thud, and Sirius yawned broadly, although his sharp eyes showed no hint of tiredness. "Itachi," Tenor voice, smooth but brisk, broke the strange silence, "Care for some rabbit? I've enough to share," He loathed sharing what had been hard-won, but hunting had been fruitful of late, and ideas bubbled like a potent cauldron within the confined of his skull.

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