The young demon had risen only minutes ago. The side of his skull throbbed intensely and was still warm with blood. Though most of it had dried by now and it seemed the bleeding had stopped. He sat awkwardly in the middle of a clearing, somewhere just outside of his packlands. He attempted to shake his skull free of the cloudiness, though stopped quickly in light of the immense pressure that responded. From what he could recall, he had been attempting to chase down a deer. Whether it be for food or fun he couldn't quite remember. Though, it was probably just for fun, to prove his strength. That seemed like something he would do, or so he thought. And boy did that game go south. The brute snarled deeply at himself for being such a fool to get kicked by the useless creature instead and knocked out cold. He felt strange, unsteady, and... different. Though he was unable to really put a paw on what was changed. He began to realize, as he sat there thinking, that much of his memories must be gone. Though how can you really miss something that you can't remember? Even still how do you know you can't remember?
As he sat there completely lost in his own head, a sudden familiar sound rang through his ears. He was jolted to reality and looked to his east, in the direction the call had come from. It seemed oddly far off. Ruby red orbs stared into the forest for a moment, considering the world before the little demon rose. He stretched himself thoroughly, taking his sweet time to respond to her. He didn't feel any need to rush, they had just had a pack meeting not too long ago so it wasn't like it was important or anything. The beast yawned along with his final stretch, shaking his body as much as he dared before lazily strolling off.
He took his time trekking through the woods; Taking the time to scratch his back on a tree here, chasing after an innocent field mouse there. It wasn't like he didn't want to see his mother, his head just really fuckin' hurt and he had better things to do. For instance; planning to one day be an alpha, practicing his kill techniques, taunt innocent creatures in the hopes of giving them heart attacks, you know, just the usual stuff.
After some time he arrived on the outskirts of the clearing where the others had gathered. He was clearly late to the party, and quite frankly couldn't care much less. Out of the corner of his blood stained eye he watched as the little blind orphan pup trotted himself directly into one of the other members. What an idjit. He was useless really, at least as far as Rohan was concerned. His mother was speaking so her turned his attention back to her. He hadn't even bothered to see who else was there. In the wake of this loss, I will rename my heir to be Diosa. Though I daresay it ought to be long before she takes my place. I also task you all, regardless of rank to pursue information from other packs. Although only mortals may approach Dierne Hrof, if they dare with the scent of Caidir Olc on their hide. I ask each of you to conduct yourself in some activity, this pack will not falter in the wake of death for that is what we vampires are borne of.
As she spoke he silently exited his cover in the woods and brought himself to stand to her right, facing in a way so he could see her and the others. The young beast nodded his head to her as he approached, not wanting to interrupt as she asked the group if she was understood. And with that he sat. He made no eye contact with any of the others initially, simply made his presence known and took his place.
"words"
Rohan
I stopped fighting my inner demons
We're on the same side now
Male || Lone || Teen? || Pompeii
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