I am fairly sure no amount of water is ever going to fix it. My hair is ruined. Well, for today at least, once I go back to sleep and spend half the night being trodden on by one of my multiple offspring I am entirely sure it will have arranged itself in an entirely new state of disrepair. Even so I am glad for this day off, glad that Heyel finally decide the world should revolve around someone else other than himself. Moladion may think he is some kind of God, as far as I’m concerned though, he is nothing more then old and tired, maybe he was great once, maybe he was some kind of war-lord, empire raising King yet as far as I’m concerned he should keep his damn opinions to himself. Alright, maybe I’m a little bit bitter, but my Father and I never saw eye to eye. I blame him. Being the first born son to a Father I can never emulate is not exactly easy. I’ve spent my entire life being told I’m not good enough, being told I’ll never be him and hell, maybe I don’t want to be, not anymore. I huffed quietly, moving to lay my towering white and russet form against the edge of the bank, letting my large paws rest within the water as my rather astounding reflection gleamed atop the liquids surface. Hmm, maybe I didn’t get the kingdom, maybe my sire handed the crown to someone else, yet I am entirely sure I’m better looking than him, in fact, I may be the best looking for the entire Angel line and considering there are more of us then anyone can count, I think that’s a damn good achievement.
I chuckled softly to myself, tongue brushing over my gleaming teeth as the opalescent violet and blue of my gaze drifted across the water’s surface with lazily ease once more. I never get the day off and I am entirely content to enjoy this one. I suppose I knew what I was in for, I trained for four years to join the Assassins and I knew from the beginning why it was we are not permitted to take mates of Father children. They are a weakness, they are something to be used against us. I chose a life in which all I do is make enemies who would do anything to hurt me and yet- I cannot help the desire of my soul, I never meant to find an imprint and the children that followed? How could they ever have been wrong to have? They were born of a soul bond, all four of them and my Andromeda is pregnant once again. So shoot me. I live for my family, even if I must keep them a secret from the outside world, even if I often spend my days away from them. I knew the life I chose, just like my Father before me, just like my Brother Letum, my sister Aaliyah, just like Ava and Malina and my own new apprentice and yet, sometimes, I feel like I miss it all. I missed seeing my sons first steps, I missed Iophiel and Celeste’s first time out of the den. I missed it all because I was busy tearing the throats out of whoever it was Heyel condemned to death. Maybe that will stop now, maybe the…work load will slow down a little since Diveen won the war. I hardly know.
For now I am content to enjoy the day, resting with the winter sun against my back, the light setting the russet mark of my bloodline aglow atop the white gold of my pelt as movement within the water suddenly caught my eye, ears pricking forward with interest as another fish leapt within the air before tumbling back into the frozen water. Hmmm, I’d rather like a fish, then again I’m not quite sure how willing I am to get wet in the depths of winter. Maybe I am descended from the wolves of snow and ice, my white form near invisible atop the earth today, yet…..head and heart need both be considered. I want the fish and yet…..my hair may never recover if I get wet trying to get it and really I’m having a bad enough day as it is, my flawless features seeming to have argued my efforts to brush my fur over the scar that is slowly forming under one eye, the only injury I seem to have received from an entire war. I’m just that damn good and yet really, I wonder if this means I’m disfigured. Andromeda doesn’t seem to mind, but still. I shook the thoughts away for now, returning my attention to the water, sitting up abruptly, tail flicking as I waited for the fish to leap again, formulating a plan….
AZRAEL
"6 years ~ Andromeda ~ Heyel x Zeivah ~ 41in 177lbs ~ Sire of Meryl/Starfall/Guardian/Celeste/Iophiel ~ Diveen " 