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Posted on June 4, 2015 at 09:19:16 PM by Elijah & Ilias
 He finds that he is hardly…concerned with Diveen, even less so given it’s current Alpha. He had been content in his home, in the den in which he was born and lived so much of his life and yet he had been displeased in it’s newest Alpha. Isola and Kane were strong, aged perhaps, but strong, the mass exodus from Diveen surely displaying that very few wolves felt confidence in a leader whom had challenged for a battle based upon the fact his delicate feelings had been harmed by Guardian and Achilles- of all wolves. Elijah has lived much of his existence at the mercy of names and if this Covet was so weak-willed as to become upset by them then Elijah has no desire to offer his service to a creature with the emotional stability of a child. Perhaps, one day, should he prove himself worthy he may consider a return to Diveen. As it is that giant male simply leads his family towards the borders of Asteraia. There is no reason for his choice in pack, other than something…familiar could be scented there. The pack was also large, mostly vacant land and he enjoys this lack of authority- his nature not inclined to the taking of orders at the best of times and as such he strides over the borders entirely and towards a small cluster of boulder and stone merely a few paces from it in which the children were more then capable of taking shelter should they need. He is not an affectionate sire, his actions distant and yet he watches over them all the same, tolerable and protective though he flinches when they draw close, pulls away from them- unsure how to interact with them and fearing perhaps he will harm them somehow with every touch. It is Ilias he reaches for now, his black and red marked son, nudging the boy towards the pile of stone, waiting for the others to join him, Stella having followed behind in an effort to keep the pups between them as emerald eyes turn back towards the open expanse of the fields now. The alpha scent here was…weak and yet he remains unconcerned, an absent Alpha meant less hassle and he is truly not the type to handle ‘hassle’ well- inclined to leave once more should he find this pack disagreeable. He makes no offer or announcement of his arrival, ears merely picked forward atop his skull, listening as Ego whispers to his mind and a grunt of sorts is offered in answer to a question only he may hear before he scents at the air again, head inclined slightly to Stella once more. “There is something here that….smells familiar to me.” It is more a statement then a question, deep, youthful voice extended to her as Ilias wanders from the rocks once more to pass his fathers limbs and reach for his mother, rearing back upon hind legs in an effort to latch onto her from beneath, determined this walk has made him hungry- neither of his parents permitting that he be carried, the child near exhausted from his walk and yet he is not the type to hold complaint, merely seeking milk here and now as Elijah offers a scowel of sorts before turning away. “Let them rest here, I suppose we may afford them that- if someone comes we will stay, if they do not we will simply move on.” 7 years || Tobias x Aaliyah || Brother to Reaver, Riven and Sier || Mate of Stella || Never to Imprint || Diveen |
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- we are the disease - By stella June 5, 2015 at 01:18:45 AM
bite me - By eric June 5, 2015 at 02:50:27 AM
Hello darkness, my old friend - By Kronos June 5, 2015 at 10:48:50 PM
Sanguine Addiction - By Izarra June 7, 2015 at 04:23:59 PM
:: The o.r.i.g.i.n.a.l Sin :: - By Elijah June 9, 2015 at 12:31:34 PM
we are the disease - By stella June 10, 2015 at 00:18:14 AM
band-aids don't fix bullet holes - By Kairos June 10, 2015 at 05:20:31 PM
:: So Surrender, So Surrender :: - By Ilias June 10, 2015 at 11:42:11 PM
RULED BY FATE. - By CASTIEL June 11, 2015 at 01:29:06 AM
bite me - By eric June 14, 2015 at 02:17:45 AM
Hello darkness, my old friend - By Kronos June 14, 2015 at 04:20:11 AM
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