Vitality
Most of his days had been spent with his kids. Enlil, and Charm. Maybe not so much Okami but still. He had buried a butterfly with Enlil, always was he trying to teach charm more about healing and it was something she enjoyed. Yet he didn't think Avalon noticed that much. The man had one single chance to prove with a second litter how much of a father he could be. That was the one thing he could do after all. Besides, Vereux was what he thought. The weak struggled in their lives and if he couldn't be what anyone wanted that was the pressure of it all. Yet he struggled and that's what he did. Just above the surface with the waves crashing down. It confused him when she spoke a bit. So many things ran through his head but he kept his mouth shut. He wasn't going to try and make assumptions at the moment. Yet he wanted to. She didn't want him anymore, and didn't he dare not notice the scents of others among hers. He just... hadn't been there for her. Perhaps for some of their children but that was that.
“But what Avalon?” he whispered mildly in an irritated sense of a tone. So sick and tired. Was she going to ask him to leave. Sure support was there, but that wasn't entirely what he needed was it. At this point it was clear to him she was more of a good friend - though he didn't deny his own feelings. He would and still forever, would want to remain at her side. Even if it was doing absolutely nothing. There was so many things he wanted to say, but he had no right to say them. The day he had asked to be her secondary, he had intentions of being good of getting better. Wolves just didn't see that in him, so he never got better. What was the point? If not just to teach his kids what they wanted to know so they wouldn't grow up to be like him. Gods be damned if they ended up like him. His boys had been so much like Athena and partly Amalia, these kids he hoped more over would take after Avalon herself. |