08-03-2018, 06:08 PM
PEYTRIVING M.
✯ — I KNOW WHERE YOU'VE BEEN, OH
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they have never done something like this before; or at least, never had the opportunity to. peytri's previous life had been shortened abruptly in the ruthless winters of their birth home. going off alone in their naive belief they could feed their clan themselves had cost them their life. now, two years later and they've become... this. a beast with three different species wrapped around itself and they're still unsure of how they've came to be. too many muddled memories that are now swift blurs in their mind. something had obviously happened for them to become this way, they just couldn't remember.
anyhow, they were here now. reunited with their older brother cainsmark. meeting the rest of their family; sola mortem, talia pendragon, and so on. their family name had spread far in their absence; they were happy to see cain content. now with the rosebloods, they had been given the task to tell other settlements they were active. they of course had taken the mantle to a few places, the pitt being their first stop.
the desert heat had felt nice against their leathery wings and the thick exoskeleton of their scorpion tail. their mane could do without the extra heat, but the fact that a society could thrive in these conditions absolutely fascinated peytriviing. so much that they could create and destroy. the desert destroyed all that came to its grasp, yet the pitt thrives.
the manticore settled themselves patiently at the border, digging through a small satchel and picking out a canteen, drinking from it as they waited.
anyhow, they were here now. reunited with their older brother cainsmark. meeting the rest of their family; sola mortem, talia pendragon, and so on. their family name had spread far in their absence; they were happy to see cain content. now with the rosebloods, they had been given the task to tell other settlements they were active. they of course had taken the mantle to a few places, the pitt being their first stop.
the desert heat had felt nice against their leathery wings and the thick exoskeleton of their scorpion tail. their mane could do without the extra heat, but the fact that a society could thrive in these conditions absolutely fascinated peytriviing. so much that they could create and destroy. the desert destroyed all that came to its grasp, yet the pitt thrives.
the manticore settled themselves patiently at the border, digging through a small satchel and picking out a canteen, drinking from it as they waited.
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