#pl-althybrid

[immortalcovenmaster]

Escaping A God || Ahiga

@son-of-uktena Santino was fed up with this godforsaken sickness that was poisoning the world. He hated having to pretend like he was a mortal who could actually be affected by all of this nonsense. He had thought - once Ahiga had been made immortal - that they could go someplace else, at least for a little while. It was nearing the end of may, and it was still far too cold for his liking. He missed the warmth of his beloved Italy. Days so warm that the sun’s heat could still be felt on the asphalt at night.

But Ahiga had training to do. Tamlin insisted.

Santino watched as Ahiga finally came back into the house after his daily session with the Grand Alpha. He reached out, pulling the shaman into his lap. “We should go to Italy.” His tone did not broker a question, or a suggestion. Merely a statement. “I want to see my beloved Rome under the light of the sun again...” He hadn’t truly been back to Italy since he had received the serum.

He didn’t count the brief jaunt there with Rian - that had been a month ago, and they hadn’t been there for long, not even a full day. And they hadn’t left the house. He ached to see Italy beneath the sunlight, and he wanted to share it with his beloved. “Will you come with me?”

[the-immortal-armand]

Rian is not your child though?

Amber eyes narrow slowly. “Yes, he is. He is my first born fledgling. My beautiful darling... my Mate... my lover. My child. My Rian.”

[master-of-the-palazzo]

Autumn in Iceland

Asgrimur Jonsson, Lava Gorge at Thingvellir, Autumn,1947, Iceland, Post-Impressionism

[master-of-the-palazzo]

Fit for a Wolf | Rian

Marius and Armand had gone to great extent to keep this whole thing a surprise for the young ones. Armand even going so far as to blindfold them when they arrived beforehand. Marius had been so very pleased to see how excited the children of his fledglings had been. The elder in particular. Prancing about in the nude all over the grounds and house.

That had been the previous evening. The journey had been a long one, and they had not all been able to fully enjoy the new home yet. They’d only had a few hours before sunrise, though in the summertime here, the sky was still quite bright even at night. It had affected Daniel the most, as the youngest of their family.

Still, Marius found himself to be the first to rise of the full blooded immortals. As usual. He moved into the man part of the house, watching the sky that was still quite bright. It was... almost like being awake in the day, but the sun’s harmful rays were out of sight. It was almost like having daylight again.

He stepped out onto the rear raised patio as he spotted a certain wolf. Pausing behind him, he smiled. “How far did you roam today, Bright Eyes? Did you get any rest?” They owned the land surrounding the small estate. Over four hundred hectares of land. Forests. Rivers. Mountains. All open ground for their wolves to run.

@whitehowler

[the-immortal-armand]

Are you and Rian still a thing?

“Yes.”

[the-immortal-armand]

Why do you call Rian "Daana"?

“Other’s have asked this as well...” Armand chuckles softly. “It is a nickname I gave him long ago... a derivative mish-mashed of two words of an old language... it means, affectionately, ‘my child’.”