deceiver

For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.

Die moves through the shadows his heart pumping wildly as he watches the reel of movies that rolls through his mind, the attack had been wild and ferocious in its actions. It has been a few days since he met up with Panzer on the boarder and he still can't shake the memories, couldn't stop hearing the growls and snarls of the Angels their blood had been sweet on his tongue, he rolls it around in his mouth as if the red liquid still clung to the inside of his teeth oh how great it had felt to rip and tear flesh from them but none had died and that had not been his wish. Though still in that darkend cave he had gotten his first taste of revenge and the Angels would be licking their wounds just as much as he and Zeus would be, his plans had worked out well though... he was able to study them and find their weak points in the attack and the information would help him in the future when he finished his work in this world.

He is on the boarder when he hears her sirens call, Die had minimal training in healing from Illy when she had always cleaned his wounds so he'd been able to do the best he could with what he had, waiting during the day light hours for Hecate to leave her healing den so he could sneak in and grab what he needed to freshen things up. He hated sneaking around behind her back but there were just some things she didn't need to know just yet. In time she was bound to find out but he wasn't prepaired to fill her in, he didnt want her to do as his mother had done and taken his pups from him, hiding them in other packs under different names. It didnt feel right to him what Fathom had done to his father, he didnt want his children to grow up without their father... the unknown scares Dieloch. Not knowing enough about his father kills him slowly each day, the trust he has placed upon Hecate to keep their children safe from harm is emmence but he knows things like protecting go both ways, if anything remotely bad happened to his own children he might just lose his shit on the world.

Which is why he is cursing himself for how much he has been away in these formative weeks, if work hadn't gotten in the way he would know Inna's favorite food or help Sif in her excersizes, he would be able to spend time with them all soon though. He couldn't wait to see them all growing up, his stride picks up and he jogs towards Hecate by the time he is close enough he is running and he doesnt even know it, yipping with joy to see his golden godess. He takes this rare moment as he slows to give her a trade marked sly grin before he stops next to her and nuzzles her gently under her chin taking in her spicey scent before applying a quick lick to her cheek. "Hecate my love, spicey as always I hope?" he chids her softly before turning to see the dark blur of Sif as she launches into their spare moment. "Sif my little warrior! you have been doing well? I see much muscle growing on your bones, you've kept up your training I see" he says proudly as he gently ruffles the fur on her head, Sif had been nodding excessivly the entire time her body wriggling under the praise of her father. He beams down at her with so much pride, each of his children would receive equal amounts of praise no matter what rose they choose but he cared greatly for his silent warrior.

"talks like this"

dieloch | male | caged by no one| stalks hecate | haunts glorall | curse of covet x fathom
spawned inanna, sif, kynigi & aeacus by hecate
brother to boleyn, half sibling to iscariot & melek
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