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post raid rank up meeting
05-09-2020, 01:31 PM
Desolate did his absolute very best to keep his eyes upon his alpha when his mother's scent reached his nose, and while he did not watch her enter the meeting he could hear every step she took and track her movements behind him. When she came alongside him he maintained his composure, and managed to not flinch away at the moment she took to lean against him. This was important, and he'd not ruin his image at an official pack meeting not even for Eulogy. When Theory began to speak the boy remained intent upon her. So their alliance with Winterfell had been broken, somehow that made it easier for him to accept the attempt to his face that he'd received in the raid. She began by acknowledging Eulogy and Desolate responded by pretending she wasn't beside him at all. While Motif was mentioned, he turned towards her and gave her the ghost of a smile. While he didn't know her personally, he was proud she was able to hold her own in the raid as he was with everyone else who'd participated. Then his turn came and for a moment, he forgot why he was angry. His mouth dropped open in a wide grin and his tail thumped the ground beneath him. He wanted to share this joy with someone, instinctively turning to his mother to see if she was as happy as he was. Desolate's beaming smile was only upon Eulogy for a few moments before he jolted back to remembering his pain, and he tore his gaze off her as quickly as he could to stare at the ground in confusion. Theory's final sentence reached his ears and shocked him. He stole a betrayed glance up at her, asking his alpha with his eyes what he'd done to make her hate him so much. That had to be it. She knew how he felt, she had to. She did this on purpose, and it hurt. "Thank you, Theory." Was all that he could manage, he'd need to approach her privately later and ask why he was being punished this way.
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