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[OPEN] Atthirar ma atthar

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Colt :: Pegasus :: 17.2 :: 1.5 Years || Orangemoon
Hades :: Greater Sooty Owl :: None Tribs
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He had left the sands the moment he could take wing. It hurt to leave Aelin beind, to leave Mother, Father... actually that was about it. It had hurt, and each day he watched the sky in the direction of the Throat, as if expecting his twin to soar near and light up the world in that special way only she could, before reality turned his heels and carried him aloft. Perhaps he had been rash in his sudden departure seasons ago, but had he told his dam she would have kept him, and he lacked the willpower to refuse his twin anything.

So in secret he and Hades practiced, the owl guiding him and strengthening his wings.

Then in the dark of night, they were gone.

Perhaps cruel, but in Hawke's mind it had been necessary. Quick cuts healed far faster and cleaner than a jagged tear. By now they would have moved on, and Hawke was free to begin, to grow and flourish on his own.

Hades watched the runaway colt approach the shrines of the Gods, his dark eyes unjudging of his bonded as the colt knelt before the altar of the Sun. Hawke could feel the heat of the lava flats around them, but found it suiting, and perhaps a bit familiar. Slowly he rose, gazing down at the shrine, his gaze then shifting to that of the Moon, before back to the Sun.

"You know who I am, because of who's blood runs in my veins. I know you can hear me." He paused then, not hesitating but rather choosing his words cautiously and carefully, selecting them with utmost care. He'd rather not be struck down all for a slip of tongue. "I dislike this. Yes, I am son of Gaucho, but I am also Hawke before I am son. You know who I am because of Gaucho... I wish to tell you that soon you will know me as Hawke first." Perhaps not the most eloquent, but he had carried his message across.

A final bow to the shrine before Hawke turned to Hades. The owl flew soundlessly over, taking his perch on Hawke's withers as the boy waited with bowed head before the shrine. He doubted the Sun would come, but he would remain in homage for a time longer regardless.

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Atthirar ma atthar - by Hawke - 02-10-2016, 01:45 PM
RE: Atthirar ma atthar - by Sohalia - 02-18-2016, 06:43 PM

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