#sendousha01

[lordofthewholewood]

@sendousha​

“Your face is familiar to me, child. Have we met before?”

The great lion came upon a child with striking hair. He felt a familiarity almost instantly, but couldn’t make out if they’ve actually met before. His quest was to find out information on this land, and maybe this child had the answers he’s been searching for. 

“My mind is in a great fog, but I have a feeling we’ve seen each other once upon a time.”

[amelserru]

@sendousha

No matter how much time passes, Kingu still can’t quite make sense of the condition his body is currently in. The lack of his usual abilities are nothing new; the claws and their power, however, are rather welcomed. That is not what causes him discomfort, not at all. His body does; the distorted and disjointed sensation that had overcome him after that single fatal strike. Enough time has passed and still he tries to fight it, tries to will his body to retain the form he’s near exclusively accustomed to, but to avail. It is merely physical resistance. 

Instincts sharp as, if not sharper that, usual alert him of nearby prey, the desire to destroy sparking to life. Lifeless targets bring him no solace nor pleasure, nothing that can calm the urge to tear something apart with his claws. But these organics do, the sensation of flesh and blood spark a morbid curiosity within him that, paradoxically, has him wishing for more. 

Surely this is what those creatures felt, and the child of Tiamat has no reason to resist that call for death. He feels and has no reason to. And so he approaches this boy, arms wide open as if to embrace him, with a deep breath filling his lungs. And then he releases a familiar scream, a wail that speaks of this deep desperation to kill, as he lunges at him. I’ll get you..!