#thewindywielder

[withinancientruins]

   ❝ –     THERE YOU ARE.   ❞   moments before in the cover of green brush, the panther had sighed a heavy sigh of relief before hopping down onto the ground with little to no sound from his paws and he approaches the MAN-CUB.   while relieved, his brow weighed irritably over his eyes.

                 ❝ --   i do not recall this being a rendevoux,  especially this far from the wolves.   you do realize how dangerous it is to travel by yourself? ❞

@thewindywielder​

[chisaiiheir]

“Beyond the dark waves, there’s a hint of morning.”

@thewindywielder

“Eh?” 

The ten yer old blinked, looking up at the blond before looking out at the water. 

“Well yeah, that’s what’s supposed to happen. That’s what the sun is for.”

[theheartstreasure]

@thewindywielder continued from  ☆

Her most powerful... Let it... “Why in the light’s name would you want me to do that?!” Her voice immediately took an edge to it. He couldn’t have known what he was asking for, right? That was beyond dangerous. And he was clearly underestimating how strong her ‘most powerful’ was, if he thought she would just cast it without any qualms... On him of all people.

[potestasaeterna-a]

    @thewindywielder from ~  ✘ ~

Ventus took in the taller man as he turned towards him. There was a resemblance to his older friend in the Nobody’s face. Not in the hair or the eyes. But there was a sense of familiarity. He blinked as Xemnas’ expression changed. He kept his hand to his side, ready to call his Keyblade at a moment’s notice should things take a turn for the worst.

“No,” Ventus shook his head with a small smile, “I haven’t been looking for you to find Terra. I’ve been looking for you to find you,” He paused, trying to find the correct words, “You’re right. You’re his shell, but a shell is still part of something, isn’t it? Some small piece? Terra might not be in there, but I can feel something,” He pointed to Xemnas, where the Nobody’s hand was, “Something familiar,” His hand lowered once more.

“I don’t want to fight you, if we can avoid it. I’d rather try and save you. You don’t have a heart. You can only act what you think true feelings are. Is that right? I’ve been trying my best to catch up with everything,” He laughed quietly, “When your heart does grow back, I don’t want you to be alone. You won’t have anyone to share your heart with. That’s a pretty sad life. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.”

“You were looking for me. I was looking for you. Here we are now. Please, come with me. It isn’t too late.”

     Looking for HIM. Not for the part of his Somebody, but for Xemnas himself. For a moment his face gives away the confusion, the shock of the word delivered to him. How PERPLEXING. . . one looking for him not out of anger or with the intent to kill him. Just, curiosity perhaps. Seeking to appeal to the fragment of his own heart lingering inside.      Fingers curl tightly that rest against his chest, a grip over the empty void where his heart would be. The Nobody denies any trace of the other half of his Somebody, denies that he would be given pieces of that one.     “Why do you believe there is such a thing lingering inside me?” Xemnas questions, quickly letting the empty expression return, “That I DESIRE a change, that I desire to embrace my heart and turn away from what I am?” He snorts, shaking his head and swinging his arm to his side, fingers spreading, “I do not care to embrace my false emotions. I have no drive to let this heart that tries to blossom inside my shell to GROW.”     “I will destroy it, I will not cease my goals.” A soft grow rises, slightly baring his teeth, a faux anger, “You can try to SAVE me, but there is no saving the Void, no redemption for what is denied by both light and darkness.

[thedormantwind-blog]

There was a reason he would rather be alone than be with any of his siblings. Any of his familiars really.

Ventus loved freedom. His freedom. Even as a young boy, he'd often ignore his parents' rules and explore the outside of their village on his own, finding different places, meeting different people.

It was fun to walk around. It was even better when the moon shined bright above his head, staring down at him in its entirety.

He was much faster on his four legs, much stronger once his claws were out and his teeth were sharper. On a whole, he felt better as a wolf. He'd run and run, cross any borders he might find, risk his own life in search of excitement. The young werewolf didn't worry about any dangers; he was bigger than an average wolf, stronger than one. Unless someone tried to hunt him down, there was no reason to be afraid. Nature had never hurt him; smallers animals could only flee after all.

Sniffing the air, the werewolf howled and shook his head, taking slow steps and looking around, looking for anything new or interesting. He had been walking for many minutes when he finally found a nice spot to rest, never letting his guard down even as he stared up at the moon.

@thewindywielder

[themightypete]

@thewindywielder had follow you

“Say that fella looks familiar” pete mutters to himself when he spots the blonde at a forest so naturally he walks over the shorter male on his curiosity got the better of him and with his hands on his hips 

   “”Have we met somewhere before?” 

[darkbcrn-blog]

@thewindywielder liked for a hell spawn

|X| “And here we have a little Venty-Wenty in his natural habitat...ready but not willing to die and join with his dear loving brother.” He mocks from the perch, looking down on the young wielder.

A smirk hidden behind the glass of his helmet.

“Let me guess....the hard way then?”

[criticalimpxct]

"Hey, Terra?"

“Hm?” Terra turned his head towards Ven, the sound of his friend’s voice pulling a small, but automatic smile to the corner of his lips as he was greeted.

“Hey, Ven. Something on your mind?”