This was and still is my home[joining]
07-08-2013, 12:31 AM
Worthy? What was he worthy of, he wasn't just an ex slave he wasn't forced into it like most wolves would be. He had enjoyed it because he was so terrifying of killing himself in the process of his long fused rage. Dragneel's brother had managed to convince him that everything would turn out for the better though and the small boy was determined to learn what he could even if it turned out to be a disaster. Gargoyle definitely sized him up, that was for certain. Yes, a Tortugan with a brother in Valhalla. "Yes, Gargoyle. My first intentions were to find someone to follow here, but my brother convinced me otherwise. One of our ancestors was part of Valhalla which is why my brother is there. The change of Tortuga might just be good for me. I don't know if I'm worthy of a family or not, but I'm certain I'll do anything for them." His black tipped tail flicked back and forth, he couldn't believe he was actually speaking his mind for once. A family, that sounded nice, he hadn't payed attention to his last one since so many things had been forced upon him. The young prince wanted nothing of his heritage in reality. "I'll do my best." He dipped his head. Dragneel's unsettling red eyes looked up at Gargoyle. He was definitely a man he could follow. He still horribly loved to get attached to wolves and make them happy. Perhaps it was obsessive in the nature of observing. Or he had some sort of disorder. Maybe, but he didn't know himself. Speech, |