Randsford (prime)/Vignette: A Feral Humiliation
Title: A Feral Humiliation
Author: Randsford (prime)
Past the Oblin pass a pack of vicious snarls and growls can be heard. A figure all clad in white repeatedly strikes the cliffside at the foot of the Ta'Vaalorian encampment. His eonake fists strike the rock leaving feral clawlike marks, his two etheral wolf companions growling with their master as they bewilerdlingly stare at an unknown opponent.
He stares upward and yells, "Cowards!", as he slams his fist a final time and turns his back to the cliff. He angerly slams his back against the cliff and allows his legs to buckle causing him to slowly slide down until he plops down. He lands to an unexpected surprise, the disturbance had caused snow on an overhanging cravase to tumble and cover him in snow, it is as if the Goddess herself decided to throw a massive snowball for his childlike behavior.
The wolves stare silently as he grumbles aloud, "I know I overstepped tonight, I let my rage get the better of me. The Vaalorians have struck two blows to Icemule and there are those that still do not see the coming escalation. The Commander oversteps and states the Regulators do not answer to Talliver which is counter everything I was told when I first took my oath."
The figure moves out of the miserable mound, dusting the caked snow. He glances up and grumbles, "I have issued my ultimatum and challenge to the Commander. The Regulators will adhere to the will of the people or they will be melt away like the fading snow. The Free North will be at the behest of the people; united and stronger or fractured and terrorized." He spits at the ground in disgust and begins his decent back towards Icemule.
His wolf companions silence turns into heckles and cackles as they laugh at the figure's misfortune before seeping back into his armaments. The figure all clad in white only grumbles louder as he realizes he is a victim of his own private humiliation.