So it ever was. So will it always be. Such is the nature of evil.
Underidge had sensed a change in the air, a sort of electric charge that led him to believe that he was needed. Summoned. He would not put it past Eden to possess some sort of otherworldly gifts for he elevated the King in his mind to levels that were just below that of his god. The Shade sleeps heavily within him, sedated and lately not requiring any souls to partake in. It had been a strange winter that left Underidge feeling distinctly out of sorts. Dissatisfied. Satisfied? A combination of things. He had claimed Paravana for his mate but they had never discussed if they really were. Then again there was no discussion - she was his. It was irrevocable and undeniable. None knew it except that boy, Atlas, and Underidge had felt the need to find and slaughter him but had, thus far, refrained.
The shadows beneath the trees are heavy and a pregnant silence is broken by the distant crash of waves. He prefers the trees. The denser the better. Today his search for his King does not lead to the shoreline, to the ever expansive and distasteful salty sea, but inward into the shadows. Away from those that leech life off this land. Pack - it was odd to be a part of a pack and yet not. Many did not even know the silver wolf lived here; he was perhaps a ghost in the night, a phantom of their imagination. Good, he thinks. He preferred it that way.
The trees are thick when he finds Eden, the other males lighter colors making him appear stark against the background. Spring had finally blossomed but it was still chill as winter fought hard and long to keep a grip. He hates it - he hates the deep cold like he hates the hot summer. There is no happy medium, not truly.
"You need me." It is stated with a sort of pleased manner if one knew how to interpret his voice, sly and ever changing. He cannot stand closeness and yet near Eden he cannot stand distance. He moves to stand near the male, the scent of his King and obsession strangling, and he stares at him with that eerie look, eager to comply.
UNDERIDGE
FIVE - MALE - NO HEART - STARSHADE'S SOUL
OF GLORALL - ENDERLY X BANSHEE - KILL COUNT (III)