Boomerang

*Amon* · 01-27-2018, 08:53 PM

Phenex's surfacing again was fortuitous indeed, but Typhon's arrival had been about the last thing Amon would have expected. Shattering the man's normally impervious wall of calm, Amon found himself sitting slack jawed. His impression, or rather, the impression Gaios had left upon them was that Typhon had been killed, along with others, for their personal imperfections. It was a common enough practice. Their breeding had led their race to be physically superior in every way, and it wasn't for nothing. Amon hadn't blinked and eye, he hadn't thought twice.

"Did you miss me, brother?" It was playful, courteous, mature in a way Amon had difficulty pairing with the youth he remembered. His gaze flit back and forth between the lighter male and his russet sibling only once before he forced himself back into a state of composure. Amon cleared his throat, and allowed a very real smile to cross his features, if only for a moment. "I must say I did. I mourned your passing, for that's what father called it." It was a sour thought, but one Amon would ruminate over later. He doubted he would get much sleep tonight, not that he did anyways these days. There was always something to be done.

Pyralis and Ashiel's arrival was met with a gentle wag from the hulking shadow, his teal eyes brightening a bit to see them. Amon gave his sister and his nephew a brief nod in greeting, pleased that they had come to greet the brothers as well. At first Amon might have thought Phenex and Ty were traveling together, but the nervous man was clearly just as surprised. "Perhaps father was not as cruel as you believed," Typhon said, but Amon did not bother to give that even a passing thought. He was merely shocked to wonder whether or not Ty had lost his rose-tinted glasses yet. Typhon introduced themselves to Ashiel at the boy's behest, and expressing a desire to join at the same time.

"Any Abraxas is welcome here. Our Empire is strong, but there is always room for another capable wolf." And Amon would consider him such until he proved otherwise. His birthright afforded him that much at least. Looking back to Phenex Amon gave a small nod. "Two capable wolves, if they so choose." He could excuse Phenex's stuttering, strange ways for the moment. After all, the male had always been... squirrelly, and certainly learning his brother yet lived was enough surprise to unbalance anyone.
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