The thought of seeing my brother Kronos again has kept me going for a long time now. Even in my trainings with the alpha, I've thought about seeing him again and bragging of my accomplishments. I will be the head warrior of Asteraia one day. I will defend my home because I am Satanican and fighting is what I was born for. My brother is built more lean than me but he's always had his rather sharp tongue to keep things interesting. I'm more abrupt and to the point so I use my physical power to get what I want most of the time.
I've often wondered what my brother is doing and when he would return to me, knowing that we can never be separated for long. And so it would seem the day has arrived. I can hear the call that only his lips can make. I would know that call anywhere. Throwing my own head up, I call out in return, letting him know that I am on my way so he doesn't go anywhere, not that I think he would. Not too far away, I hear the answering cry of none other than my father, Eric. He's never far from the outskirts of Asteraia, tending to lie low when there's not a hunt in session. Seline has been doing her own thing and Eric has always been more of a shadow when she's not around to keep him entertained.
My paws eat up the ground as I launch forward, heading toward the borders, wanting to be the first to see my brother again. When I finally see his body mostly of white, I call out in a happy yip, a rare sound from my own lips as my tail wags. I pick up speed, aiming to tackle him to the ground in my happiness to see him. I laugh as I get closer, my eyes glowing. I always feel more complete with my brother here.
I hear the offhand chuckle of my father and turn my head after meeting with Kronos, looking over the aging figure of Eric. Even in age, his white fue is still sleek as ever, his ice blue eyes still glowing with intelligence and fervor for life. He still hunts almost every night, draining his victims dry on the outskirts of Asteraia, staying away from pack members but everyone else is game to him. I sometimes follow him on this hunts to get a share myself but I inherited his independence so more often than not, I hunt solo since I don't have my usual partner anymore. At least not till now.
Eric bows his head. "So you have returned?" He asks, tilting his head in that knowing fashion. I turn my gaze back to Kronos expectantly. "Are you staying?"
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