To lead but never follow

DEIMOS

ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood

A nod in response; and then a snort at the challenge layered within. Easily contorted into provocations, it didn’t take him time at all to correlate to his own methods and schemes; shifting into hellhound expanse within the blink of an eye. And with it came all the prowess, all the speed he may not have possessed in human form; long limbs already propelling off the ground, howling, barking, to his companions, as they hastened off, embarking towards the next destination, passing by Seren in a matter of moments. Then he could spread his precision into the grass, into the fields, into a place where there was no such mourning – alternating efforts.

[FIN]

watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same