bust through the firewall into heaven

Larkspur D'Angelo · 05-29-2011, 03:40 AM

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pray to your god, open your heart

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Even as she approached him he saw hesitation, as if he might burst into flame under her touch. This saddened him, for Larkspur recognized his own faults and hated them. He had been an outcast in the Khalif, and looked down upon by Dahlia during Conor’s reign. Even in Anathema, where he did his best to promote the old ways, he was looked upon as a stupid man valued only for his physical skill. When she finally did touch him, he sighed slightly and leaned into her hand. Touch was valued because it was rare from others; only Eris and his children touched him these days.

It did please him to hear her plans for her position, as well as his own. Larkspur did not mind serving, but he disliked the idea of serving so many. His eyes glittered with the unspoken desire for power. Truth of the matter was, Larkspur might have been capable of throwing his weight around and finding himself a rank high up in most packs. He did not desire to lead, though, recognizing it was not something he was capable of. He needed borders and laws to keep him happy. They had none here. “I hope y’two pick wolves better than the other packs I was in did,” he said quietly, the slightest whisper of aggression rising in his tone. “Won’t do to have Sal n’ Pan learn from weakness.”

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