2/1/2025, 5:13 AM
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Sreda had always been a creature of the late hours, but it would seem that more and more of the Elysium wolves were gradually shifting onto a nocturnal schedule. It was enticing, really, that so many of her younger siblings and cousins had begun to weave themselves into the ways of darker magics. Though, of course, Sreda knew very little of everyone's individual ... methods. Amaris seemed set on necromancy and resuscitation while Dimitri grew more confident in talking to the demons that cursed his own mind.
The magic of the world was expanding.
And it only left more questions for those with the minds to explore it.
She'd been out collecting herbs along the edges of the territory, more bits and bobs of poisons and medicines to store in the cool confines of her cavernous garden. And that was when she heard a voice, the calling of her name shifting on the midnight breeze. Sreda would slow, lifting her head and cupping her tufted ears toward the sound. A cousin. One of Harper's youngest brood.
Mir,she'd reply, recalling the name. Мир. Mir. World.
Though younger, the Bacchus woman towered over the more petite Callosum. And Sreda would blink slowly, steadily appraising her younger cousin for a few moments as her inquiry broke the air. Sreda would nod, her own gaze matching Mir's golden lenses with equal parts apathy and curiosity.
Да.Her head would tilt.
Я не знал, что ты ночной ползун, кузен.Her tongue ran over her teeth, wondering if Mir had the same sort of dangerous habits as her mother.
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