: P H I L O M E L O S :
All his mind could think of was Tesa. His little princess, however much she hated him calling her that, was under his protecting. Everything he did and everything he said could compromise that position. She could somehow hate him or run away. But the little blind lassie wasn't fit to be on her own. She wasn't stable and he didn't want her to get hurt. Sure, she was a teen now. But something teens got into more trouble than what meets the eye. They probably got into more trouble than a pup. Philomelos just didn't want to lose his darling. The titan shook his head, clearing his cloudy thoughts. She was more than capable of standing on her own two feet. After all, she was a wolf. She had a mind of her own, a soul, a heart. She breathed, she lived. She wasn't property. She wasn't HIS. That part annoyed him, for he wished that he would always be able to feel her little muzzle holding onto his ear at night. How could he give that up? Printesa was his life now. Ploutos could wait, couldn't he?
His stomach rumbled as he continued his journey onto the forest. Something drew him to this area today whether he liked it or not. Something was.. different. A chill in the air, the snow on the ground. It all seemed normal, yet something had brought him here. All of a sudden, a BOOM shook the air. When he looked up all he saw was beautiful colours bursting forth from their solitude in the ground. The boy flattened his ears upon his head as he was pushed back from the force, the power seeming to race through his body. Philomelos looked wildly around, but he knew that Tesa wasn't even there. His mind raced as he was slammed back against a tree, crumpling onto the needles on the ground. His eyes closed and he wasn't sure how long he would be unconscious. All he knew was that something was changing.