If your not really here [Aiko/Ixionn?]
The male shuffled through the mines trying to situate the dens and make sure they were in proper shape for the members. It had been a week since he and morgana got together and it was clear now that there was his young growing in her stomach. Arian had gone off to collect herbs, leaving Migi to take care of the rest as he said he would. Yet he was a stranger among these wolves just as Morgana was, and after being betrayed so much, it was a pity that Arian had wasted their potential in such a way. Though not that he cared too much, he did care because the pack needed more able members. If only he was good at talking, but he was very blunt and meager about the world around him.
His frosted tips of ears perked up within the caves, where was that one pup young one? She had seemed very distraught at Arian. He wondered what had happened to her. Migi, what had happened to him. His brother had clawed him to pieces, he had seen many of the evil things of the world. As far as he was concerned she was still....pure. He had seen much, he had seen maybe too much that Hidari had exposed him to. There was the matter of the other young one as well, the male the ex heir apparently. How was he to handle this after he had been stripped of his rank. So curiosity killed him, and he began to look for them. |
It had come to his attention that he had lost his potential throne just because of Arian. Hajime, his dear deceased father, had wanted him to become...a leader. Someone who'd guide others, and he thought that Arian wanted that for him, too. But it had come down to this...if he would've known this from the start, he would of immediately mirrored Aiko and yelled at her, questioning her actions. But what good what that do? She wouldn't be able to reclaim her pack, she wouldn't be able to ask Morgana anything about high ranks. Nothing. It shook him to the very core, boiling hot inside of him. But while his young sister was fragile, he wanted to stay strong, for her. She was going through a rough, confusing time as well, and he wanted to help her. Protect her, make sure she would be comfortable in this new place. The boy had even planned to ask her if she wanted to share his section of the mines, which was a rather quaint cave-looking structure. Crystals and glowing stones littered the walls of his cave, lighting it up like candles. It truly was a beautiful little area...and he's shared it with Drago a few times. But it could fit many more than just him and a little lizard. After all, Drago was gone for the Winter. He and his small sister would be okay here. A small 'nest' made from moss and other soft materials had been created in the back of his area, which he was currently organizing and expanding. He'd been growing and the little nest was getting too small. But, within this kind of weather, finding the very little materials was extremely difficult. Suddenly, the sound of paws hummed softly in his large ears, and Ixionn turned away from his work, bloody red eyes fixing themselves upon a large male. He consisted of shades of black and grey, with horrifyingly red eyes like his own. He's never seen him within Isokan before Morgana had taken over...so he guessed...maybe another slave she brought to the pack, perhaps? Or maybe a friend of hers? Ixionn growled gently and turned himself back to his nest, arranging the moss around and fixing it to sit nicely. Then, with a satisfied nod, he stood back up and turned to gaze over this man. The masked boy managed to growl again. "A friend of Morgana, right? Have you come to kick me out of my chamber, now, too? Or maybe you've come just to rub it in my face that I'm a slave now?" Ixionn's growls grew louder momentarily, but he tried to relax himself, as he sat back onto his rear and stared at the man with blunt anticipation. "Burn Baby Burn" |
Migi had thought a lot about it, specially with the relationship he had with Morgana at the moment. His tail would flutter back and forth nearly like a cat. Eyes meeting up with a nearly same shade of red, despite Migi's being a more mild orange in the mix. The walls glittered with tiny blue crystals to light them up, and his brown fur as well caught his eye. Though his ears perked as the boy spoke, a yearling who was distraught it seemed though it wasn't as if Migi blamed him. Their kingdom had a poor choice in leaders, who obviously hadn't cared enough to protect them. He knew even if he hadn't had the power to lead he'd keep it until someone kicked him away, he'd defend it till he was dead along with those in it. It also came to him as a shock when the boy said he was a slave. None of the members had been enslaved here, they were all left to the freedom of a simple rank. Right now, he and Ixionn, were the same rank. While he did have an advantage over them, Morgana being pregnant with his children and all. There was something about this one that made him want to lose his lunch. What kind of parent left their children so shattered and broken, so alone. Even if he was an evil bastard at times, as a father he would never die before he saw to it that his children would have survived.
Migi would not get angry, he couldn't neither was he phased much by the boys words, but he was curious. He looked around, what a nice place he had made, for him and his sister he'd assume. He wished his brother had been like that, all he got was tooth and claw. “I'm the same rank as you are, not slaves.” Migi spoke before sitting down near the entrance, he would not enter unless he was invited in. “If this is your home I will not touch it, as a man you have honor specially since you are taking care of your sister.” then he would address his position with Morgana.“I am the father of Morgana's unborn children, but I am also. Trying to make the old members feel a little more welcome. It's always a shock to be abandoned, after when someone lies to them.” Obviously referring to Arian. He held no grudges against her, but he knew what she had done was wrong. “My name is Migi.” |