Edasich
[E dah sik]
The mongoose had not had a chance. The colt had always been its doom the moment that it had scampered out and spooked him. He had made a game of the revenge since that. Biting it, shaking it, stamping on it. He had hurt it badly at first, but just stomping on it in a mad rush hadn’t been enough to satisfy his vengeance and so the torment had only ceased when Atik had come out from the foliage of their family’s oasis and stamped the final blow onto it’s head.
Someone would look at the two of them and entirely misunderstand. It was Atik who was whole in the mind, fit for the company of others. Edasich was frighteningly jovial, cheered by all things and always so friendly seeming - while Atik seemed so bitter and stoic and distant. One could easily think that it was that brother, the elder, that was the twisted one as he crunched that mongoose into its eternal rest. Edasich was only too young to know his strength and size, of course. Such a lighthearted child was not so dark and dangerous as the one who would kill something so bluntly…
Wrong.
The smiles of the younger twin were dangerous, though it showed no sign of the edge of the blade Atik inherently knew hid beneath it. It was only twin’s intuition that allowed the elder to know the darkness in the younger. Even their parents were not entirely aware of the depth of Atik’s saving grace.
Their people had always attributed twins to each-others care. Brother’s Keeper was entirely correct between twins. That Atik was also the elder only put the weight heavier on his shoulders as Rigel taught them these laws.
The brutality growing in Atik was simply the mirror of how potent the bend in Edasich’s mind was. The secret window into how much it took to control his twin, his future guardsman for his family. The natural-born Sobek for his Household in the future.
The starflecked twin pouts, sad that his game was thwarted. "We should find Nashira. It has been a while since you let us play." Atik had always done well to keep the cousins parted, Nashira the new crowned princess and heir of the Sadim. "Or we can find our uncle’s Queenies girl, right?".
OF SALEM’S EASTERN DUNES
▻ one year - arabian - dominant black with birdcatcher spots - 15.3 hh ◅