A Heart Full Of Love

*Célestin* · (This post was last modified: 12-13-2019, 10:54 AM by Célestin.)

Well... everything was a mess wasn't it? That his brother had managed to convince himself that they were all unwanted by everyone around them, when any animosity anyone carried for Blaise was entirely the red boy's fault, stirred some doubt in his chest. Which he hated because if he knew anything about his mother or uncle it was that both of them were dedicated to the lot of them, unintended litter or not. He couldn't even being to imagine that their mother; who had embraced him and Bas so tight when they'd returned home, or their uncle, who had gone to bat for them and their mother had anything but love of them in their hearts.

But Blaise seemed determined to play the victim in this, which only really served to make Célestin angrier at his brother. Blaise had been a bully his whole life, cruel and rude to his siblings and obtusely combative with everyone. That anyone could maybe not be fond of the boy was his own fault never seemed to cross his mind. At this point all he wanted was to see someone knock some sense into his brother, literally if they had to.

Not that any of his anger at his brother dulled any of the pain of the revelation of the circumstances of their birth. Even unsurprising in hindsight as it was, it didn't cushion the blow any. He's known for a while, something had been wrong... they had no father to speak of and while when he'd been a pup that hadn't been an issue he had known for a few seasons now that that meant something.

Sighing the rainbow boy dragged himself through the willows, the fight with his brother having drained him physically and emotionally; his paws felt like lead. Slowly his scanned the territory. The last thing he wanted right now was to be dragged in front of any of the other wolves in the pack and know they knew something was wrong. Maudire Blaise. He thought to himself, Il ne pouvait pas avoir son argument au secret?

Célestin caught the image of Pegasus, lounging below a willow and for the first time Célestin felt conflicted on whether he wanted to spend time with his friend or not. On one hand he didn't really want Pegasus to see him like this; didn't want to have to air his family's dirty laundry for a wolf he respected so much... some part of him was certain learning this would change the way Pegasus viewed him.

And on the other hand he wanted nothing more right now than to seek solace in a wolf who'd proven to be a good friend. He wanted to curl up and be told everything would be fine, and he wanted to joke around with his friend and pretend nothing had even happened.

Finally though he decided; slowly he lumbered towards the prince until he was certain within ear shot and clear view. "Hey..." He muttered, his voice soft and trailing. For a moment he stood stock still, avoiding Pegasus' gaze. Then he allowed himself to lower onto the ground, almost collapsing onto his stomach beside his friend. Though he wanted to push into the bigger boy, bury his face into Pegasus' pelt and surround himself in the familiar comforting scent of his friend Célestin restrained himself, instead laying his head on his outstretched paws and staring dejectedly out into the packlands, a soft huffy whine pulling from him. Right now he wanted a physical comfort he dared not ask for. Still the presence of his bigger, princely friend helped to quell him a bit, he felt at peace. Home.

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