. i . loved . them . with . all . my . heart .
.username.
I am Apricotflyer and I am in love with this precious boy. He had fallen into my heart the moment O saw him, when I found this species. I do not yet own such a creature but Sacrifice is too beautiful to resist. I'd love for him to be my first.
.name.
His name would be Sacrifice, for all that he has given and all that he has lost. It is simple, blunt like the cold, unforgiving world around him. It is a perfect model of himself. His nickname is Sacri. Short and still fitting.
.gender.
Sacrifice is a male.
.which.one.
He is the tan one, the beautiful being on the left. Número uno.
.personality.
Sacrifice has disarming charm and has a skilful way with words. He can manipulate others to his desires and twists lies into their minds. It even twined these stories into his own mind. Because he wants to forget everything and build a perfect world, he will always be hurt by the death of the parents. There's no way around it but Sacrifice is over emotional, dramatic. What he is going through is traumatic yet he is handling it well for he has a truly strong heart, he is learning how to carry on without forgetting. He isn't perfect and will sometimes stray off the path to the light, staring longingly at forbidden shores. As he grows he needs only a simple guidance to lead him through in one piece.
.story.
Gone. Wiped from existence. My parents, the only things I treasured deeply. They were my everything, yet I never cared hard enough. I took them for granted as all cubs do and I never truly appreciated what it was like to have a family. And then they died in battle, as noble as always. I just wish that I could turn back time. And learn to love.
I did not bare the mark of a warrior but my family had been filled with warriors for years, each one born bearing such a mark. But I was spotless. I guess it would be an understatement to say I was jealous. I was fuming, so that morning when my parents told me of the important battle I paid them no heed. "Ha, why would I care? It's not like it has anything to do with me," I had shot back at my parents. The stunned look on their faces was the last thing I saw as they strode away. I remember every inch of hurt.
I was lying by the glimmering lake, watching it sparkle in the undeniable boredom. I sighed, exasperated. Two days had passed since my fight with my family, two days since they'd been out at war. I knew I'd overreacted and I was waiting as patiently as I could for them, I had already planned an apology for them. A clattering pebble startled me and I glanced up to see a grim faced Ronin. His face was dark, shrouded by regret and guilt. My gaze was curious as he spoke the heaviest words in the world.
"Your parents are dead."
And then somehow, tears escaped my eyes.
279/300
.l.o.c.fact.
The Lions all are surrounded by a golden dust which is the source of their power and strength.
. then . they . crushed . it . and . disappeared .
.username.
I am Apricotflyer and I am in love with this precious boy. He had fallen into my heart the moment O saw him, when I found this species. I do not yet own such a creature but Sacrifice is too beautiful to resist. I'd love for him to be my first.
.name.
His name would be Sacrifice, for all that he has given and all that he has lost. It is simple, blunt like the cold, unforgiving world around him. It is a perfect model of himself. His nickname is Sacri. Short and still fitting.
.gender.
Sacrifice is a male.
.which.one.
He is the tan one, the beautiful being on the left. Número uno.
.personality.
Sacrifice has disarming charm and has a skilful way with words. He can manipulate others to his desires and twists lies into their minds. It even twined these stories into his own mind. Because he wants to forget everything and build a perfect world, he will always be hurt by the death of the parents. There's no way around it but Sacrifice is over emotional, dramatic. What he is going through is traumatic yet he is handling it well for he has a truly strong heart, he is learning how to carry on without forgetting. He isn't perfect and will sometimes stray off the path to the light, staring longingly at forbidden shores. As he grows he needs only a simple guidance to lead him through in one piece.
.story.
Gone. Wiped from existence. My parents, the only things I treasured deeply. They were my everything, yet I never cared hard enough. I took them for granted as all cubs do and I never truly appreciated what it was like to have a family. And then they died in battle, as noble as always. I just wish that I could turn back time. And learn to love.
I did not bare the mark of a warrior but my family had been filled with warriors for years, each one born bearing such a mark. But I was spotless. I guess it would be an understatement to say I was jealous. I was fuming, so that morning when my parents told me of the important battle I paid them no heed. "Ha, why would I care? It's not like it has anything to do with me," I had shot back at my parents. The stunned look on their faces was the last thing I saw as they strode away. I remember every inch of hurt.
I was lying by the glimmering lake, watching it sparkle in the undeniable boredom. I sighed, exasperated. Two days had passed since my fight with my family, two days since they'd been out at war. I knew I'd overreacted and I was waiting as patiently as I could for them, I had already planned an apology for them. A clattering pebble startled me and I glanced up to see a grim faced Ronin. His face was dark, shrouded by regret and guilt. My gaze was curious as he spoke the heaviest words in the world.
"Your parents are dead."
And then somehow, tears escaped my eyes.
279/300
.l.o.c.fact.
The Lions all are surrounded by a golden dust which is the source of their power and strength.
. then . they . crushed . it . and . disappeared .
