ardent

Hate Me



Avalon

Somnium

age
13+ Years
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Female
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26
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Large
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Heavy
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617
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Dragon Mod

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10-04-2016, 09:13 PM
Avalon

His words brought a growl to her. Audible, and unrestrained. With all that she'd said, his only response was pretty much choosing to abandon the pack to follow another that had brought all of this up. Was it wrong of her to have these sorts of thoughts when those who hurt her had put them there? She was trying to understand, and yet, his words did nothing to help it. She was angry yes, and somewhere in all of that, she had hoped that he would say something different. Hoped that he would say something to tell her she was wrong and prove that he was not a liar or a traitor. And yet...his only answer was that. Did he even know what Ivalice stood for? Or did he not care? On top of that, what did he mean by it? “I'd tell you to seek her out and ask her what happened, but clearly that would be the wrong thing to do.” Her voice toned down a bit, the anger still there but it was steeled. “You talk about evidence. But do I need anymore than what I was already told? You are guilty of going by what an outsider has said about one of our members, yet it is wrong of me to take the word of an outsider as well?” She shook her head. “You've no idea what this pack stands for. But that is not the matter.” Slowly, bit by bit, her visible anger began to subside as the exhaustion from earlier began to set in. She was tired. Tired of it all. Tired of feeling like she had to prove herself over, and over, and over again. And for what?

This was where the conflict of mother and Alpha clashed. She loved Lykos with all her heart, and part of her was dying inside at what this confrontation might bring. A part of her had fallen away when his words had hit. But she fought to keep it from showing. “I will not sit here and keep you playing a guessing game.” She took a breath, trying to calm her raging emotions, mind, and heart. One day, she felt that these things would be her end. She certainly felt older than she was. And maybe, just maybe...her life would always be destined for these kinds of things. Maybe she was cursed, to live forever in misery and turmoil. Maybe...it was a curse brought on since the day her parents abandoned her. She'd been alone for years since. No family. Her siblings, parents, relatives...she'd been the only Ancora to roam for a long time.

“Mercy came to pay a visit, ignoring the borders and trespassing. I confronted her, and obviously this is the result. Why she came is beyond me...though perhaps looking for you. And she told me things...made it obvious that you two have been talking.” She looked at him for a moment, gauging his reactions to this information. “You told her about Vereux. That was a matter that was to remain within these borders. I told you I would handle it, and it is not something for the whole world to know. Furthermore, she decided to continuously disrespect and insult the clan. Our home." Her tail lashed a couple of times, though she kept a reign on it as best as she could. “Tell me. Do you regret coming here? As an alpha, I have duties to see to. But as a mother, I must know things…” It was at this point, her walls were crumbling. Her heart beginning to pound with pain. “I gave you the choice to become the heir because you were the most responsible, and because I trusted you. You didn't have to accept it, and yet you did. I did not force you. But for you to break my trust like this, I don't know what to think anymore. This is how I feel...Would you really follow someone like her? Do your brothers feel the same way? Do you believe I am unfit to lead Ivalice like Mercy claimed? She certainly believed that you would do a better job...” She didn't know what else to say. She felt like the more she talked right now, the more her voice would begin to crack. And yet, she still had questions that needed answers. “Do you respect her more than me…?” She didn't want to lose him, but his answer would probably determine her decision. And yet, she felt like part of her would still try to give him the benefit of the doubt.



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