The Moon and The Stars (BL)
In the land of Octant, a distant place far away from human civilization, there exists a kingdom of werewolves. And in this magical kingdom, resides Orion, a Priest in training, practising for a very important occasion that is coming up, the coronation of their king. There, he meets a wolf who seems a little too familiar as pieces of his past gets brought back up as the days go by. Who is this mysterious wolf? Why does he feel such a strong attraction to him? And, what really is the story behind the incident that tore half his face off?
Mind
"Good morning. You called for me?" A certain werewolf stepped into a room, his cold demeanour and expression are enough to send chills down the spines of anyone else in the room with him.
"I did." An unfamiliar wolf's voice came from the darkness, its glowing brown eyes hardly gave much away about its appearance. "I am impressed you came so … slowly. When have you ever been this tardy?"
"I had other things to do," Altair said, sitting on the ground and crossing his legs in front of him. "Do you honestly think you are so important that I will come the moment you call for me?"
"Yes, I do." The wolf said with pride in its voice. "After all, you know what you and I are doing is not a simple fling."
"Keep talking like that and have all the people think that you are some kind of lunatic," Altair said dismissively, leaning back on the wall behind him. "What do you even want to talk about with me to call me so early in the morning?"