01-20-2012, 12:06 AM
The rustic male wanted to go see an old friend, someone he hadn't seen in a while. He really wanted to go see Gabriel, the leader of Inferni. Gabriel had been interesting to talk to, quick to correct his misguided notions about the wolf and coyote feuds over the years. He had deep wisdom, and amazing insight on the butterflies, and Liam wanted to talk to him again, about burning the shadow wolfs to ensure they didn't return. It was a short walk from Anathema to Inferni, and one he enjoyed. He arrived at the skull markers and the well traveled paths, and he halted. He didn't know if he should call for Gabriel, or if he should wait, so he leaned against a tree on the proper side of the boundary and waited.
As he waited, his mind wandered. He found himself staring at the little wolf skull, the one that had caught his attention before. For a moment, he thought he saw blue streaks on it, but he blinked, and the color was gone. He rolled his eyes at himself. It was ridiculous, thinking he saw colors that weren't there. However he didn't mind seeing the shadow wolfs no one else saw. That was normal. It was normal for him to hear the black butterflies -his dark deities- whispering to him, regardless of their non-existence in actuality.
His gaze met the empty gaze of the sightless skull, and he grinned at it, a feral snarl of dominance. Last time he was here, he thought he'd heard a small voice pleading for help. This time he heard nothing but his own inner whispers, the dry rustling of midnight colored silk wings. He kept his fangs bared for a moment, then his posture eased. He could feel the stares of all the other skulls, the empty bones judging him and finding him guilty of some crime distantly remembered.
The accusations of his former pack, of his mate, came back to haunt him. He knew in his heart that it had been a shadow wolf -a demon from hell- that he had destroyed. He remembered that, he remembered it's burning eyes, the laughing snarls as it caught him relaxing in a tree. He remembered the fight it had put up, even as he had killed it.
The male turned his golden gaze to the sky, then back to the border of Inferni. Finally, he let out a soft questioning howl, hoping it would be the male he'd met with last time. He pushed his hands into his pockets and slouched against the tree, waiting, his heart beginning to pound. (Liam had a man crush on Gabriel!)
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As he waited, his mind wandered. He found himself staring at the little wolf skull, the one that had caught his attention before. For a moment, he thought he saw blue streaks on it, but he blinked, and the color was gone. He rolled his eyes at himself. It was ridiculous, thinking he saw colors that weren't there. However he didn't mind seeing the shadow wolfs no one else saw. That was normal. It was normal for him to hear the black butterflies -his dark deities- whispering to him, regardless of their non-existence in actuality.
His gaze met the empty gaze of the sightless skull, and he grinned at it, a feral snarl of dominance. Last time he was here, he thought he'd heard a small voice pleading for help. This time he heard nothing but his own inner whispers, the dry rustling of midnight colored silk wings. He kept his fangs bared for a moment, then his posture eased. He could feel the stares of all the other skulls, the empty bones judging him and finding him guilty of some crime distantly remembered.
The accusations of his former pack, of his mate, came back to haunt him. He knew in his heart that it had been a shadow wolf -a demon from hell- that he had destroyed. He remembered that, he remembered it's burning eyes, the laughing snarls as it caught him relaxing in a tree. He remembered the fight it had put up, even as he had killed it.
The male turned his golden gaze to the sky, then back to the border of Inferni. Finally, he let out a soft questioning howl, hoping it would be the male he'd met with last time. He pushed his hands into his pockets and slouched against the tree, waiting, his heart beginning to pound. (Liam had a man crush on Gabriel!)
((WC: 445))