Burn
05-23-2017, 12:06 PM
Honestly, she'd never thought to be curious about her siblings. Call it her unwavering focus, but it had never occurred to her to turn away from her own goals and objectives to wonder about those surrounding her. Phenex was quite the mystery, between her never seeking answers and the separation between the litters. No wonder she hadn't any clue before today about this odd behavior of his. Grunting quietly to herself she made mental notes to learn at least a little something about each of these relatives of hers. It might help to actually be familiar with the different personalities should she ever have to tend to the wounds of these wolves, which she surely would. If nothing else she could be sure the Abraxas clan would get into nothing but trouble when it came to interacting with those round them. No surprise there, their father was quite the focused man. Make more gods to carry forward their mission, send them on their way, and start on the next batch. At least that was how Razi always saw it. Sure then man was efficient, and he'd succeeded in ensuring that there would be many in their line to carry on the legacy and push forward the mission of the Abraxas inherent in their blood, yet it seemed to fall short of her own expectations. "Of course he did," she chuckled, stepping closer to Phenex so she could whisper conspiratorially without fear of being overheard should there be prying eyes and listening ears she failed to notice in the bushes, "We all know that much, the man is too focused on one part of the objective, he fails to see the big picture, he does not play the long game as he should." words she wouldn't dare to speak in the man's presence. Razi was like the rest - she had a healthy dose of fear of their sire that had been cultivated since their first day in this world. Stepping away and taking a seat with her dark tail curled neatly around her paws Razi would nod with a bit of a proud smile. Her healing was a great source of pride. Every time she learned the use of a new herb she felt great accomplishment, a feeling she chased with everything she had. After all, the fighters were useless if there was no one capable of treating their wounds, so it was a useful skill. "I have, it is an art that that is well worth the time spent learning, pays for itself in it's usefulness." Grinning, she added, "Oh yes, the reckless warriors among us will need all the healers they can get with the way they act, war with mortals will only make healers among us all the more necessary." Walk, "Talk" Think |