Strike a violent pose
09-19-2016, 10:07 PM
There were a million thoughts racing behind those fiery eyes as he looked up to his brother, watching him walk closer. It wasn't quite what he had expected, either. In his eyes, Ramsay had put himself at serious risk and Vadim had backed down in order to protect his brother from doing any serious damage to himself. The result was the blood trailing down the light color of his fur and staining it with bold streams. And, of course.. the ache of his wounded heart. Somehow, he'd expected it to go differently, like a more serious version of their fight training, perhaps. He knew it would be brutal, but being his first fight, he didn't understand the reality of it. He couldn't look at Ramsay when he came closer, but his ears twitched to show that they were indeed listening to his words. He was yearning for that apology that Ramsay danced around, something to show him that their bond was still there and that Ramsay still cared. It didn't come, and as the words spilled from Ramsay's mouth he could only feel the rage seething within him. "Ramsay," his mouth parted finally, blood revealed in a pink froth that surrounded his lips while it had pooled within them. His voice rang clearly, holding a sense of resentment beginning with a bit of sarcasm, "You won, you are the best fighter. You proved your point, this is exactly what you wanted." His ears went back after he'd said his piece, after all- Ramsay had just won his right to hold dominance over Vadim. He'd proven that his heart was far more vicious than his own, but Ramsay's claimed status over him was not the only thing that Vadim had learned today. He backed away from Ramsay with his tail remaining tightly between his legs, attempting to get on his feet and walk away from this- his buried hen completely forgotten. With this lesson in mind, he sought a healer and he only hoped to do so without the company of his brother so that no one would know how this happened to him. Even now, he did not want to get Ramsay into trouble- after all, he was fully aware that he had been the one to strike first. He fully believed the outcome of this fight would have been much different if he'd allowed his teeth to pull through flesh like Ramsay had risked, but he had been weak. Love had made him weak. |