#grandshepherd

[sylphidblaze]

@grandshepherd from the scent of manhood

            “Humanly pleasures, I’m sure,” he replies, waving his hand dismissively as he names off a list. “Food, drink, women, the day’s fatigue. Things of that nature.” Well, Oscar didn’t smell like that even when he was human. Perhaps the smell of a man has always eluded him, in that sense. “Well, that is good to know-- that you do not think I smell that way and the fact you bothered to check.”

[punrifyingflame]

@grandshepherd liked for a starter

“Oh, Sorey. Hello.”

Edna turned to face the other, offering a smile. It had been ages since she’d last seen the shepherd, and although it took her a moment to realize, eventually it hit her that something was definitely different about the other. That being, he wasn’t human anymore... Well, it wasn’t surprising that he’d have been reborn as a seraph, but it was unlikely then that he’d remember her.

[divinexwrath]

@grandshepherd

The balancing act was over, Sorey had fallen. The vessel’s consciousness was locked behind bars and key, a means of protection but for whom? Maotelus found this new form odd now that he’d full control, eating and sleeping was a chore..

He stares at the body of the human that crossed him, the monster’s mantle stained red with his blood. He thinks little of the act he committed, wondering if Sorey had killed before. In fact, he humors making him come out to see this but.. Ah it was best that the little one slept through this..

Yet that voice haunts him, but it is not within his head. No it is one of them, who wears the same face that his vessel held. Cleaner now, killing was such a messy task.. He was going to have to get cleaned up later. So Maotelus turns, slit pupils staring at Sorey with little emotion.

“What.”

[vigilant-morning-star]

Sorey playfully reaches out a finger and pokes Yuri's cheek

-Squeaky toy noise-

The soft and smooth gloved finger, gently presses against Yuri’s cheek. He feels Sorey slowly poke him, as if poking into a soft and squishy stuffed animal, leaving him raising an eyebrow, but giving the boy a crooked smirk.

“I hate to break it to you, but if you’re looking for something ‘soft’ and ‘cuddly,’ I think you got the wrong guy.” He snickers and gently knocks the back of his hand against Sorey’s forehead. His seraph friend always had this... ‘cute’ and childish charm about him, but as if he would admit that.

[vigilant-morning-star]

@grandshepherd

What had he gotten himself into, and why did he agree to this? Well, for one, he was hardly the type to back down from a challenge, and two, Zav didn’t believe he could do it. They had formed a bet, and he was determined to prove the wind seraph wrong. Though Sore was... Pure of heart, and can be rather naive sometimes. It almost seemed impossible to get him to become flustered, and Yuri wasn’t really the type to approach this in the manner where he was going to try. He just didn’t want to lose the bet to Zavied, and see that smug smirk on his face. That wasn’t going to happen.

“Hey, Sorey,” Yuri calls out to the seraph, waving him over. He has an idea of what to do, but he’s not quite sure how to go about it. Something simple for now would do, and nothing out of the ordinary. He wasn’t a very forward person after all when it came to these things. Zavied on the other hand would have dived right in with the sweet talk. “You got some free time?”

[lazulicet]

Piggyback rides?

[divinexwrath]

“Maotelus could cart us around?”

[murgleys]

@grandshepherd I’ll try not to make this too angsty I swear 

They were bound to return to Ladylake any day now. However, it seemed the advancements with Hyland pushing more towards all out war against Rolance had forced their hand. The royal decree to go forward with was bound to come within a matter of days and as much as the people protested against it in her stead there was very little that they could do. And Lady Maltran she....

She couldn’t be trusted to hault it, not when she was doing this in the name of the student ‘Rolance’ had so mercilessly murdered in cold blood.

It was like Zaveid had said of repetitively. She should tell them the truth before Maltran told them in her own words. With a conflict between the shepherd and her master bound to happen any day there was simply no time for her to hesitate on the wind seraphs words any longer.  It had been a long time coming after.  This too was something Alisha owed to Zaveid to do, to tell her friends the same tale as she had once him some time ago.

“Sorey Could I...Could we speak for a moment before we move onward any further?” The seraph’s voice echoed within the shepherd before Alisha’s visage appeared beside him. “I...” For a moment the blonde’s gaze remained lurking among the dirt path they walked upon before finally raising it to meet his own. She needed to stay resolved otherwise Alisha would never be able to get this close to telling him what had happened.

"I wish to tell you the truth of why I did not remain in Ladylake and travelled along side Zaveid.”