What's the Worst That I Can Say?

She would introduce the yearling at her side as Ashiel, her son. A brow rose as he looked at the boy, a small grin widening his muzzle as the boy greeted him, "Good evening, Ashiel. You're a handsome young man, I'm sure you do your mother proud." Before she could finish speaking, however, the light from the moon cast itself in such a way that she would notice his scars and his impairing vision. She questioned him about, and he was both amused and somewhat serious as he thought about it. "Ah, yes. I can still see, though my vision isn't going to be what it was. My healer tells me it will eventually be taken by infection, and I must admit some days are foggier than others, but for the most part... I simply seek to enjoy seeing what I can before it completely fades away. We staged a raid against a pack by the name of Celestial this past Spring, I would say the field of injury was even on both sides. One of my warriors managed to mangle the leg of their alpha, and several of their members were blinded and maimed as well." He thought back to the raid, trying to remember who had been injured on both sides and who had done what. It was honestly a whirlwind in his mind, the adrenaline and the heat of battle had kept him occupied from really paying attention at the time and he hadn't talked about it much either. "I suppose perhaps vengeance might be in order...however, the one who ultimately did the damage was my own kin. A cousin of mine. We fought, but she also had the help of her alpha. Celestial seems to like to gang up on others, another of my members fought against two others, but he came out the victor after successfully blinding them."

Greed was a wildcard, that much he knew. He couldn't blame the younger wolf for his actions that day, nor did he care to lecture him on how harsh he might have been. After all, Celestial had been just as invested in wanting to seriously harm them just the same. The more time that passed and the more he had thought about it, he felt no remorse for them anymore. He wondered then, what Pyralis might do in such a situation. "I wonder though...what might you do in such a situation? Should your own kin do such a thing to you? Granted we are the ones who raided them, we did not go in with the intent of doing such significant damage...at least, not against my own." He was truly curious about her response, if any, for he himself had constant conflict about what he'd do...especially with his morals and all.