Rest never came easy Balthazar anymore. His dreams were always filled with the never-ending nightmare of losing the closest thing he's ever had to a best friend and love. Something he didn't realize until it was gone. Though he had made a vow to avenge her- and avenge her he had, he had slain the bastard who snuffed out Reed's light. And yet, he still felt so empty. Like a shell. And nothing could fill it. Not bloodshed, not food, sleep, nor good company. Bitterness had became him, and selfishness and hatred consumed him like a flame.
Lazarus was dead. But his kid. That brat, his lineage still lingered, and Balthazar would not allow it. Even now he was tracking the brat. But the sun was rising and Balthazar could feel his strength waning the higher the sun climbed into the sky.
As he flew over the expanse of open sky and sea, Balthazar spotted what he knew to be land in the distance. Eager to rest his wings he would search for a wind current to pull him along quicker. As he came closer the islands true beauty began to unfold before him; it was an expansive island, nestled within a serene bay, a picturesque paradise. Its size and shape seemed to transform with the ebb and flow of the tide before his eyes, creating a dynamic landscape.
He lands, slowly investigating further. First Balthazar notes that this place is a haven for a diverse array of tropical birds.
Pip too,seemed to take note. The smaller bird seemingly put off by it... Balthazar would do his best to sooth the bird as he continued exploring what looked to be a vacant place- apart from the birds of course. He couldn't help but marvel at the vibrant colored parrots and toucans flit through the swaying palms and soar above. Among these, he found some avian giants – colossal and surreal, they seem like creatures from another world. With wingspans that stretch to unnatural sizes, these massive birds dominate the skies, creating a spectacle that's simultaneously awe-inspiring and surreal to both see and hear. The massive birds, with their wings beating the air, produce a deep, resonant hum that rumbles through the island, creating an almost mystical ambiance.
The salty tang of the sea mingles with the earthy scent of the beach grasses, creating a harmonious blend that caresses the senses. It reminds him of a home he had, once upon a time. The tropical palms exude a sweet and slightly floral aroma, adding a touch of exotic allure to the island's air. Hints of the earthy, musty scent of the large birds' nests hidden within the palms filled his nose.
The island looked to be predominantly blanketed in lush beach grasses, their vibrant green hues dancing in the gentle coastal breeze. Among these grasses, a few slender palm trees stand tall, their fronds swaying gracefully overhead, offering precious shade that the massive hyena was quick to seek shelter under. It was in his opinion a touch of elegance to the otherwise barran terrain. The hyena would curl up, using his telekinetic powers to place his goggles over his eyes. As he lay there he would relax letting the sounds and smells fill him. The occasional crash of waves against the shoreline adds a rhythmic and calming undertone. For a moment he finds a comfort that reminds him of his mother, Tallulah.
And then.. without warning, Pip departed from Balthazar's side. Something that was out of character for the bird. "Pip?!" Balthazar groaned, knowing he had to get up and chase after the bird..he couldn't lose Pip..he was the only connection Balthazar had left to Reed..
Lazarus was dead. But his kid. That brat, his lineage still lingered, and Balthazar would not allow it. Even now he was tracking the brat. But the sun was rising and Balthazar could feel his strength waning the higher the sun climbed into the sky.
As he flew over the expanse of open sky and sea, Balthazar spotted what he knew to be land in the distance. Eager to rest his wings he would search for a wind current to pull him along quicker. As he came closer the islands true beauty began to unfold before him; it was an expansive island, nestled within a serene bay, a picturesque paradise. Its size and shape seemed to transform with the ebb and flow of the tide before his eyes, creating a dynamic landscape.
He lands, slowly investigating further. First Balthazar notes that this place is a haven for a diverse array of tropical birds.
Pip too,seemed to take note. The smaller bird seemingly put off by it... Balthazar would do his best to sooth the bird as he continued exploring what looked to be a vacant place- apart from the birds of course. He couldn't help but marvel at the vibrant colored parrots and toucans flit through the swaying palms and soar above. Among these, he found some avian giants – colossal and surreal, they seem like creatures from another world. With wingspans that stretch to unnatural sizes, these massive birds dominate the skies, creating a spectacle that's simultaneously awe-inspiring and surreal to both see and hear. The massive birds, with their wings beating the air, produce a deep, resonant hum that rumbles through the island, creating an almost mystical ambiance.
The salty tang of the sea mingles with the earthy scent of the beach grasses, creating a harmonious blend that caresses the senses. It reminds him of a home he had, once upon a time. The tropical palms exude a sweet and slightly floral aroma, adding a touch of exotic allure to the island's air. Hints of the earthy, musty scent of the large birds' nests hidden within the palms filled his nose.
The island looked to be predominantly blanketed in lush beach grasses, their vibrant green hues dancing in the gentle coastal breeze. Among these grasses, a few slender palm trees stand tall, their fronds swaying gracefully overhead, offering precious shade that the massive hyena was quick to seek shelter under. It was in his opinion a touch of elegance to the otherwise barran terrain. The hyena would curl up, using his telekinetic powers to place his goggles over his eyes. As he lay there he would relax letting the sounds and smells fill him. The occasional crash of waves against the shoreline adds a rhythmic and calming undertone. For a moment he finds a comfort that reminds him of his mother, Tallulah.
And then.. without warning, Pip departed from Balthazar's side. Something that was out of character for the bird. "Pip?!" Balthazar groaned, knowing he had to get up and chase after the bird..he couldn't lose Pip..he was the only connection Balthazar had left to Reed..