Visiting old memories
Liar was hard to push buttons, but interesting as he was he was full of entertainment. Strength as it was as well. His visions were clear as day, as good as he could make them. "Similar.... I seek out wolves willing to follow the path that they believe in. Not hide themselves behind an image they hope others will catch onto. A wolf who has lost its will to bite back when needed - is a sacrifice or a slave." and that was how he saw things. He never lost his will to live and he granted it to those who wanted it. He was not afraid of death, but if he was required to walk these lands than he would fight tooth and claw to stay.
"That's because when my father died I realized something. He taught me a very valuable lesson, in the end if you don't stand by your word. You'll regret yourself." and he never wanted to look at himself that way. He was simply never wanting to look back on himself in some sort of disdain. "Yes... but I personally would leave them be." he treaded carefully over those words. Narrowing his eyes. "They are wolves of my family, and are worthy. One of the boys has fought thick and thin to get rid of his mother and fathers wrong doings. He has clawed at the very grips of death and they are not even two years of age. If sin were to see them, knowing the man myself at a time. He would have thought them much better than their parents. " He also had met the daughter. she had lost trust in her family, which was no surprise. But they all were kids fighting to find their own place and had nothing to do with what their parents did. "From what I know.... many of the children were opposed to attacking Sin. After all, their mother was mad, sick in the head. They were well aware of what she did." he was passionate enough about this at least. "Their father is the only one to blame, and if he came back I'd gladly show the man the mistake he made." he huffed. |