They're Written In The Walls
09-25-2015, 07:15 PM
Allen would shake his head slowly. “I told him at the battlefield that I would be there for him, Arian. How could Bass not be angry? But as I looked at what I knew, or what I thought I knew... I guess... I guess I just didn’t want a war.” The man would explain softly. “I could see him targeting Sin alone, but to go after his entire pack seemed... Wrong. It made me think of the war my sister was murdered in. Maybe... Maybe I was just afraid.” He would lower his head, listening as Arian continued on. “...A... Temporary alpha?” The man would ask, raising a brow. There were issues at hand too with Imperium, one of Abaven’s allies, and Allen would feel himself bristle. “I’m ready to do so, Arian. I helped Bass in his time of need, and will gladly help you as well. I... I think that I will speak with Bass one more time as well. I do not wish for our bond to forever be severed... But... Perhaps this is for the best that we stay out of each other’s fur for a while.” Allen was thinking again, glancing over his shoulder towards Lillie and the rest. “I just need to collect my family from Fontamo Bay. If you could take a look at my children, Arian, it’d be appreciated. They’ve been ill a while now, and Nona’s herb supply has been dwindling.” The man would breathe in, letting his gaze travel towards Abaven. “I... I can’t let fear rule me, Arian. I messed up... And I need to fix that mistake before it’s too late.” "Hear Me Talk," 'Read My Thoughts.' |
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