Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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"Well aren’t you a sight for damn sore eyes."

My exquisite tones rang out as I parted the trees and undergrowth, ducking beneath a particularly low hanging branch of some kind before moving to step in front of my brother- my twin in all regards save weight and height. I allowed a smirk to roll over my features once more, violet blue gaze meeting the blue of his own as I stood before him, the apparent welcoming committee for our family seeing as Isola had refused to leave Kane or Achilles and Heyel was out doing hell knows what that was probably only going to get us in shit. Aaliyah was busy breeding half demons and what our other siblings were doing I hardly knew- or really cared- at least right now. After all, it’s no secret that of all my siblings I have a favoured one, the older brother I’d followed around for years as we grew. Letum- and hell isn’t it good to see him again. I chuckled mildly, stepping forward to brush the purity of my stunning pelt against the rather exceptional coat that is his own, our similarity a shocking thing. After all- we are identical, white on white, red shoulders on red shoulders, blue eyes on blue eyes, the only difference is Letum’s shorter stature and lighter frame. I still got a kick out of that really, I’d hated being short as a child, quite frankly pissed off that he had been taller- ah but how the tables turn. Stepped back, my brief greeting done, seeing no need to be overly affectionate with my sibling, leaving the greeting as plain and simple before I moved to sit before him, gorgeous smirk still carved across my face.

"Hello, Brother- now haven’t you missed a lot, I’m sure Heyel will bring you up to speed- he probably already knows your here."

I offered an eye roll of sarcasm though I kept my tones easy and neutral, after all, Letum is my chosen sibling, yet even I cannot deny that I held some jealous for the smaller wolf- only if not for the fact that I am entirely sure Heyel prefers him, that I, his own true-born son and heir am somewhat less preferred then well....him. What can I say? I hold onto these small and insignificant things and stew over them until I explode in fiery rage as I now apparently have a habit of doing. It changes nothing of course, I will always hold Letum on a pedestal, I just rather wish my Father wouldn’t. I’d even given the old man grandchildren and he still raved on and on about Letum. I pushed the thoughts aside for now, merely glad to be in the presence of perhaps the only creature who has ever understood me so fully- although, if he had been appraised of recent events and was aware of my tie to Andromeda then perhaps his opinion of myself had slipped a little. Look, if I’m quite frank, it was winter and I do not have the will I like to believe I do and if anyone knew about enjoying winter time activities it was surely Letum. Honestly I was going to have to ask him how he did it without getting them pregnant. Maybe I was just extra good at it, no surprises there. I smirked a moment at my own eternal thoughts, lips parting to speak when a scent drifted in on the wind, followed very closely by- well, I scowled, head tilting slightly.


"Brother, I do believe someone is chocking in those bushes."

I also knew that someone, by the scent, to be a wolf of Iromar. Now really, I know exactly who is to blame for the violation of my soul and yet I have this inability to merely blame that one wolf. I have evidently developed some kind of vendetta against any creature from that disgusting and foggy field that had dared to touch what was mine. Maybe Letum did not hold the same kind of family pride or bizarre need to protect our bloodline, yet from what I knew of my Brother, encouraging him to play a little game with me was hardly difficult- I was fairly sure we could do this without any need to mess up our hair. Blue eyes flicked to my brothers one, gesturing towards the trees, why not kill something? Killing things is fun and this lunatic sounded like he was already half dead, choking like that.....


AZRAEL

"5 years ~ No Mate ~ Soul of Andromeda ~ Heyel x Zeivah ~ 41in 177lbs ~ Sire of Starfall & Guardian ~ Diveen "



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