The platform spread beyong his sight, the young wolf hybrid still asleep not yet seeing what had become of their surroundings. Their home may have not been the best however it was home and this.. this was a void. A void meant to destroy. Destroy what? He didn’t know just yet but to keep his little brother safe he’d do anything so that destruction was not the young wolf hybrid.
Something about the air seemed so impossibly tight and suffocating, like chains surrounded it and held his breath away from him. Every movement watched. Like he was the prey now. Everyone was prey to something seems like he was about to find out who was his predator.
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… Been a while since I’ve had to touch these memories. Though someone has to show what their like. How twisted that patheon is. My god might be apart of it and saved me. But even then I was twisted into a puppet and a toy. -[Claw marks scratching out the name]
