The snow wasn't enough to stop the boy from running about. Recently stealing someone's kill, and luckily getting away with it as he held the rabbit limply in his jaws. Though it was slightly too big for him to carry of course. As half of it was eaten making it easier for the pup as he gave a small scoff. He was royalty, no need to hear the lectures of the average citizens. As he splayed down on the snow he started to chew on the kill. The boy was definitely already starting all the trouble in the world for others. Vereux tended to try and keep it secret though. Only imagining how his father would scold him, not that he cared really. Hitting the rebellious stage was the most of his problems in the world right now. Not caring about most other things, aside from his siblings problems. Maybe then he'd show a hint of caring. Speech,

Her life had taken a detour ever since her boys had been born, most of her time was spent watching over then and making sure that they stayed out of trouble, mostly. Still she did not hate it, her children had quickly become the most important things in her life. So it was increasingly rare to see her wandering around the pack lands without them beside her; the boys had laid down for a nap though and she was going to enjoy some time without them. Earthen paws sunk into the snow as she went, powder kicking up some with each step. Still it seemed she could not fully escape pups as her amber gaze fell upon the form of a young boy. Only a little bit older than her own children, she easily identified him as one of Argent?s whelps. She watched him for a moment as he tore at a half-eaten carcass. There was very little doubt in her mind that the pup had not caught that kill on his own. Settling upon her haunches she faced the boy, tail sweep around to cover her paws. ?Where did you get that?? She spoke softly, kindly nodding in the direction of the carcass. She felt sympathy for the whelp, his mother had vanished recently and he was hardly old enough to look after himself. Speech,

Vereux raised his head, it was a woman he had never seen before. Someone who he didn't know, therefore probably a commoner. So as soon as that processed in his brain he let out a soft growl. Which wasn't much considering he was a pup, not even able to howl just yet. Just a muster of barks and clicks of his tongue and throat. Bloodied by the rabbit he had stolen from one of the assailaints. "None of your concern bitch." He snorted, going back to eating it. He had developed a foul mouth from listening to others speak, that was for sure. He didn't have time to waist with commoners after all. He was unknowing to the world at that. A poor tiny speck on the spectrum in which he didn't want to be on. Tail flicking the grayish male stopped chewing looking back up at her. "What are you still doing here commoner?" he asked, tongue laced with venom. Speech,

Her eyes narrowed some as the boy attempted a growl, her tail twitching in slight annoyance. Her ears pulling back slightly as he spoke, she was thankful her own children had not picked up language like that yet. She would degrade herself to defend herself against a mere child, simply watching him continue to eat. She was annoyed at the pup but more than that she was worried for him, sorry for him. It could not be easy on the boy, his mother had left Glaciem not to long ago and Isardis always seemed much to busy to spend time with his own children. He would speak again and this time would deign to talk to him again. ?Do not believe you can order me about boy, I am simply doing my duty as a member of this pack. Your mother has gone and so the task of looking after you has fallen to me in this moment.? It came off a bit sharper than she meant it too, though it was not unkind. Speech,

Why were all the adults like this? He could order them around all he wanted. That was the point wasn't it. He was the blood of Isar and Argent. This allowed him power over them as birth right. Giving him a mean snarl as he dropped the kill and stood with his hackles raised. But a rude awakening was thrown in his face when he heard something about his mother. His mother was gone? Where, was that why he hadn't seen her around for so long? His soft growls continued as he tucked his tail between his legs, this girl was threatening to him he didn't like it. "I can talk to you how I want, being a member doesn't mean you have the armada's blood running through your veins!" He snapped, emerald eyes looking at the girl, confused, enraged and a little bit broken. Where the hell was his sister, his brother? Why couldn't they be here, or even his god damn father. "Stop shouting lies at me you stupid cunt." He backed away, not wanting her to come any closer. Speech,

isardis The foul tones of his son would only hasten the man?s approach, a snarl brewing upon the lips of a man who believed greatly in the throes of superiority; and sometimes such a trait was linked to age. He was ashamed to admit his time with his children had been limited amidst the war, and yet never would he have expected Vereux to deteriorate into such a foul sense of patheticness within his father?s lack of guidance. Argent would have been disappointed. He would drop down from a sloping within the earth to find Narsha the victim of the boys fetid tongue, and without haste The King would move in pursuit of punishment. Rapidly, with bared fangs of intent, the albino would lope towards the proud boy in an effort to take a hold of the lefts ide of his scruff, and without hesitance, he would push downwards with his weight to force the blue childs body down into a helpless pit of snow. ?Disgusting!? he would spit through muffled breath, ?No child of mine will scream such words of filth, and certainly not in such a helpless, and meagre age.?

Narsha would watch the boy?s demeanor change with a calm expression already acclimatized to temper tantrums, though her own sons were never quite this violent. He would rise to his paws, becoming more defensive. Still Narsha would not move, the boy posed little threat to the girl and she would not give him the satisfaction of a reaction. She had learnt that the best way to deal with a tantrum was not to react; the child would eventually learn that they could not get the results they were looking for. He would spit venom at her, a frown creasing her brow but she still would not rise. She felt pity for the whelp, she had not known that he was unaware of his mother?s departure. She watched him retreat and was about to rise to her paws when she caught sudden movement out of the corner of her eye. Gaze turning to rest upon the form of Isardis she watched in astonishment as he flew at the boy, physically suppressing him all the while hissing commands at him. She was on her paws in an instant, ears pulling back all the way. She stood proud and managed to summon her courage. ?Isardis, that is enough!? There was no wavering in her voice. Eyes were narrowed to glare at the man. Speech,

Vereux didn't have any time to say anything more as his father suddenly stumbled onto the scene. An overwhelming sense of fear over took him as he yelped out loudly being suppressed. Great way to suddenly show affection, but regardless he was terrified and happy at the same time that Isar had payed even a little bit of attention towards him. His tail wagged slightly, he tried to catch his breath whining a little bit as his emerald eyes looked up at the albino king. Was his mother really gone? Had that really what it came down to? "Tell me daddy, tell me its not true. She says that mommy ran off, left us." He cried, tears streaming down his bluish colored fur. He didn't want to be like this, he just wanted the royals to pay attention to him. He had the mentality that they should pay no mind to commoners, after all why should they. Even as Narsha scolded his dad, he wanted to know the truth about his mother. Speech,

The young Armada had been lazily following his brothers scent, in no particular rush to catch up. He could hear his brother's voice, talking to another and that caught his attention, as he peered around a rock. Moments after his brother spoke, a flying bundle of white flew at him pinning him into the ground, and Genesis pressed himself into the boulder he stood behind. His father was pissed, at his brother. Creeping out, he came to stand beside the woman, that spoke to his father, telling him to stop and looked at her with wide eyes. Who was she? What was going on? His brothers words, made his little ears flatten against his head. Their mother was gone? Where was she? Looking at the russet woman next to him, he felt a frown on his jaws, as he sat beside her. "Is he telling the truth?" He inquired his tone light, and quiet. "Dad?" He asked, his words breaking the air, waiting for his fathers response. The winter breeze made his coat fluff up, and he found himself sitting closer to the dame, a shiver escaping him, as he tried to press into her leg. The normally proud young prince, hollow with the thought of his mother... missing. Speech,

Foul words were being spewed forth from the lips of a dear nephew, now what had caused this? Much less she knew this was no way for one of the Armada family to act, no, it was beneath them and his behavior was intolerable much less disgusting as a whole. The form of a fea would come into view with one nephew close to her side..that bothered the serpent but she took no action rather then her Icy words; ?Hold your tongue; you have no right to interfere in matters of the family.? The words were harsh and biting as the wraith stood but a few feet to where this all was happening. Knowing her brother he would never harm his own children least they deserved such an act yet saying naught those eyes would travel to her troubled nephew and those ears would press forth listening as he spoke. Blinking briefly the dame frowned slightly knowing that Argent hadn't been around for some time or at least she hadn't been seen since the war. It was possible that the fea was indeed gone for the serpent hadn't seen hide or hair of the women.