Burn it down
07-08-2013, 08:50 PM
It was an odd creature had Gargoyle found himself in the company of. He kept sending mixed signals, trying to show a pitiful share of defiance and anger, and yet twisting his body around like that of am omega. A rough idea of a the truth came pretty quickly to mind. The small male was a slave in mind as well as rank and perhaps had been for so long that he couldn't pull himself from it. Gargoyle had seen enough of slaves - newly captured, working, and long freed to know what it was he saw. For now, he ignored it. If the male tried to make a move he was an idiot who'd pay for it. Gargoyle wasn't looking for a fight. Just a place to sit and think. But this news of the Amenti, grabbed at his attention. 'old Amenti'? 'New'? It was like an echo of Gargoyle's own words on Glaciem. The Chief's raspy voice grew quiet with dry wonder, "So the Redwood's giant queen has fallen?" The white male could not expect to drop a hint like that and get away without an explanation. Gargoyle adjusted his paws, turning to face the Amenti wolf more comfortably. "And what of her mate? Kaios? What happened to him?" No tone entered the brute's words to betray his thoughts. His intentions were far from good, however. He'd love to hear that the male had been destroyed or cast out. Though, he had a more lax view of the occasional tail-chasing than most wolves of his position did, he still counted on dealing out a portion of his mind should the fates ever bring their paths to cross. However, perhaps the fates had already taken care of it. Perhaps justice had already been served. Garogyle waited eargerly for an answer. The white male really had no reason to tell this random stranger anything, but Gargoyle hoped that his own bluntness, and a slave's training to answer questions would win over. Honestly, he didn't give it much though, all he was concerned with was his own curiosity for what was happening in the lupine world. |