Nothing in This World

The child did indeed seem proud of his parents' status. Killian noted the slight inclination of his head as he offered his short reply to Feli, Yup. The brute chuckled, amused. He remembered being proud of his parents as a child. Though they weren't the head honchos, he couldn't help boasting about their skill in everything they did, especially hunting. When the pack needed food, his parents found it and brought it home. He had learned to navigate and hunt from the very best, in his opinion. He would never change his mind, no matter how much he resented them now.



A smirk remained plastered on Killian's maw as he watched the girl. She was certainly kind and welcoming, especially to the pup, but she was also clearly very innocent still. She seemed to react again to his flirtation as he noticed a slight, brief stiffening of her body. As before, though, Felicitas recovered quickly.



Well I wasn't suggesting we bring you back now, Basilisk, Killian pointed out in a relaxed tone. I'm not that cruel. He smiled with his joke. He remembered what it was like to be out exploring away from the family as a younger wolf. It was exhilarating, and going home was the worst idea in the world. He wouldn't rush the kid back just yet, understanding how much he must be enjoying himself. He found himself glad that the girl would accompany them as well, however, and he wasn't sure why.



Just as he was noticing the look the female shot at his paw, the ebony pup spoke for both of them. Of course they would want to know now, but was he really willing to share? He glanced down at it, his smile fading a bit. The semi-pathetic look that crossed his features said plenty to make up for his few words. Yes and no. It had its issues, but he put up with them just fine.