High Stakes [p]

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Nicostratos


There was something to be said about the cold around and the icy promise of spring air rolling off the ocean. While he had hoped to come across Namiko's path as he entered the Coast, he had not found a tale of her existence. Was there a stab of regret on the thought that the monster had taken her whole and swallowed her? Without a doubt, but the lighter coated male - noticeably like his half brother in size and bulk - kept his hope pressing forward. Surely someone would lead him in the right path.

It was a thought that could not be denied, but he had bathed himself in the icy waters and wind dried himself. Anything to rid himself of Xanthus, Nocturne, and all the others that he had crossed paths with. There was no need for him to look suspicious - he merely looked intrigue. What better way to walk into the world of the demon without actually needing to fight? Looking like someone who might be useful to Kerberos was an alias he could well take.

Steady eyes remained pinned forward as he walked, slightly clumsy, over the rocks. It was not the end of the world to be speaking about a happily ever after. The thought of war was not necessarily something that would be ignored, not when there was the opportunity to find happiness within. What a joy it would have been to topple those were were nearby, and his mouth curved with the thought.

Tail swished from one side to the other loosely, the pride in his eyes was not to be denied. There was a calm assurance in his gaze that proved that he looked perfectly in place with things. There was no trouble at the paw, and the crest of the waves were screeching. They were crashing and harsh against the billowing rocks, and her mouth curled in a hint of a growl. There was a good chance he was going to hurt someone if things went awry. Strangely, the male was not particularly concerned about that.