metropolitan

The flame of his lone eye flickered brightly even in the cold of winter, drifting from each of Miach's own as he searched for truth in the words he was hearing leave his brother. Disbelief could not be helped initially, as he remembered how much wonder sparked his brother's soul when they'd first discovered the existence of their father. It seemed that Miach had come to his senses all on his own during their time apart, and quite quickly Kane's heart watered the trust formed during their youth and allowed it to grow with every passing syllable Miach offered him.

He was pleasantly surprised, to say the least.

Kane had to take a moment to seat himself in the snow and recollect his thoughts, the muscles of his bulk relaxing only after his hindside lay resting in the snow. His crown lifted just slight, welcoming the frost that landed upon him as it seemed to pick up.. he was overjoyed, though one could hardly tell from looking at the calm state of the beast. Inky lips finally smiled, his eye never leaving Miach as he simply gave him an affirmative nod. He had been expecting some sort of horror story involving the females out of their close family, though no news was certainly good news under circumstances like these. He decided not to press matters, as what was here before him was now his only concern.

"That man gave me this scar on my head, Miach." Kane smirked, gesturing his eye upward toward his forehead where he knew it still visibly lay.

"I don't mind scars, but this one resembles his own so much that I can't help but feel sickened by the memory of how it was lain. I am glad you came to your senses before anything happened to you, Miach. That was my biggest fear. I hope our mother and our sister one day wake up from the spell he has put them under, as well. For now, I am deeply appreciative to have you out here with me." He smirked again, the gravel of his voice always present though vocals were cast soft, only to be heard just over the constant crash of the waterfall.

"My thoughts have been drifting to Lirim and what remains of our Adravendi blood in the West, though I still have matters to attend to in the North..." Clementine flashed through his thoughts for a moment, though he almost felt guilty for them. He barely knew her, but his curiosity was far too stimulated by her now to be sated just yet.

"Would you like to travel with me when I do leave for Lirim? I'm not sure what we might find there, but I must admit that I am growing tired of this directionless path that I have been on. While I do not look to anyone else to discover who I am, I do wonder if there is a place where I might be needed. I'm doing nothing for the world out here on my own, and I would quite like to help restore balance to it... to put a heavier weight on the opposite side of the scale of life that our father has placed." He wasn't sure how to quite describe this need for accomplishment that was within him, though he hoped he portrayed himself well enough. He knew he was worthy, he did not seek truth for the purpose of self-discovery.. but merely the restoration of his right to hold the name of... Adravendi.