NEW AGE ABRAXAS 2:23-30

Head jerked up when he heard the call for another meeting...frowning, he sighed and left the bone he'd been gnawing on to go see what his dad had in mind today. He wasn't sure what to think about all the God stuff, but he certainly thought himself better than the mutant freaks running around. It was...unnatural. They were unnatural. Obviously whatever disease they had came from their mother, which meant her blood was poisoned, right? The Fallen God deemed her unfit and poisoned her blood thus passing that on to the mutant half-siblings. He hadn't made his distaste for them publicly known, only the occasional side eye or disgruntled look. His disgusted looks were often directed at turned backs. Striding forward, he once again pulled a fur forward to sit closest to his father and ahead of the others. "Greetings, father."