Times Have Changed

Mercy stood, watching him for a moment before she spoke out. She knew that he heard her approach, she hadn't bothered to be quiet about it. It took a second to react to her, it wasn't until she spoke that he fully turned around. Her purple eyes took his smirk, not missing the excitement in his blue eyes. Her chin tipped upwards slightly as she let out a soft snort, it was mostly this boys fault that they had been apart for so long. She had even come to see him and instead got into a fight with his mother. Her smile took on a darker note, an emotionless chuckle leaving her lips when he replied to her. "I can stand up for myself, and it's not my fault that others can't see how... special I am," If Mercy had hair, she would have flipped it after that. She was feeling a bit in an odd mood, and it didn't help that Lykos was playing into her sarcastic mannerisms. Sitting down, she lifted up her right front paw and inspected it, her thoughts turning over in her mind. "Can't say the same for your mother, though." The dame slipped the comment in casually, briefly looking up for a moment to see if he had any kind of reaction to that. Was she stirring the pot? Perhaps. She was curious as to what he thought of the whole matter, and Mercy wasn't one to care about being sly. Or liked, really. Lykos had chosen to befriend her, perhaps without knowing just how bad she could get. But she shrugged it off mentally, there was no use in hiding her true nature. She was a cruel, twisted wolf who had little morals. In fact, if Lykos had been older when they had met she probably would have tried to fuck him. But no, instead she actually grew attached to the little brat, something that she hardly let herself do. It had been quite enjoyable though, and maybe it was her fault that he ended up as much of a black sheep as he had -- not that she knew much about what had gone on here on that day. She did, however, know about what Kharnage had said about him. It looked like the dislike between the boys was quite apparent, although she hadn't met Gryphon yet to really tie the whole litter into it.

Placing her paw back on the ground, Mercy rose a single black marked brow at him, silently questioning him. Where had he gone? Was he still a part of his mothers pack? She guessed not, because nothing was here in the first place. Avalon probably ditched when she realized that she couldn't even stand up to a loner like herself. Her smile twisted back up again at the thought, but none of her questions were actually spoken. It was up to the boy to direct the flow of their conversation, since he was the one who had left. She wasn't here to chase him down, it had been her own curiosity that had even brought her here today.

"SPEAK"