Willows
05-14-2020, 01:56 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-14-2020, 02:49 AM by Malalia.)
[ That's really funny. Mal's dad is named Arturo >.> also this is prob my last post on this thread tonight]
For once, the man's features were not so cheerful, the tales of his life not so worshipful as the subject turned to Cairo's wayward brother. Her body stilled, but her ears still twitched occasionally, paws shifting underneath her as she listened. It was obvious that his sibling's beliefs troubled him deeply, so much so that he feared for his safety one day.
"It's funny you should say that. There are... two brothers within my pack that are kind of the same way," she chuckled. "Very, very different ways of thinking. I can't stand one of them. He's an evil little shit." Her nose wrinkled at the thought. "Okay, maybe not evil, exactly, but his moral compass is certainly skewed a the wrong way. He sounds a lot like Syrinx, actually..." Without all the drama that surrounded that particular man.
She shook her head. "It's... easy to dislike him, when he isn't family. I imagine that it's a lot harder when it's someone you love." She smiled ruefully, laying her head on her paws, looking into the fire. "I'm sorry you have to see him in that way. That your relationship isn't any easier." That was probably the same way Mortis felt -- unerring love for his brother, with a passionate disdain for his beliefs. She felt a twinge of sadness for Mort, and for Azure, even, whose brother only loved and wanted the best for him.
Her ears twitched at the mention of slavers, and her eyes momentarily moved from the fire to land on the chocolate wolf, noting the way he had trailed off. Her gaze slid back to the softly glowing flames. Did he know of someone taken by slavers? She wasn't about to ask, for fear of opening up a wound. Talk of his brother had already seemed to dampen the man's spirits.
"Aurielle seems like a great leader," she offered instead. She rolled onto her side, a yawn escaping her. It was a thing of habit -- she wasn't tired, truthfully. "And Erani's family sounds wonderful. It's terrible how a name can tear everyone apart." Then, she was shaking her head. "No, I ... I suppose it's more than just the name, huh," she corrected herself. It was about all that came along with it. She still thought it was a horrible thing that it came down to blood, that some would rally against the adopted Adravendis because of it... but some people didn't think the same.
"Speech"
For once, the man's features were not so cheerful, the tales of his life not so worshipful as the subject turned to Cairo's wayward brother. Her body stilled, but her ears still twitched occasionally, paws shifting underneath her as she listened. It was obvious that his sibling's beliefs troubled him deeply, so much so that he feared for his safety one day.
"It's funny you should say that. There are... two brothers within my pack that are kind of the same way," she chuckled. "Very, very different ways of thinking. I can't stand one of them. He's an evil little shit." Her nose wrinkled at the thought. "Okay, maybe not evil, exactly, but his moral compass is certainly skewed a the wrong way. He sounds a lot like Syrinx, actually..." Without all the drama that surrounded that particular man.
She shook her head. "It's... easy to dislike him, when he isn't family. I imagine that it's a lot harder when it's someone you love." She smiled ruefully, laying her head on her paws, looking into the fire. "I'm sorry you have to see him in that way. That your relationship isn't any easier." That was probably the same way Mortis felt -- unerring love for his brother, with a passionate disdain for his beliefs. She felt a twinge of sadness for Mort, and for Azure, even, whose brother only loved and wanted the best for him.
Her ears twitched at the mention of slavers, and her eyes momentarily moved from the fire to land on the chocolate wolf, noting the way he had trailed off. Her gaze slid back to the softly glowing flames. Did he know of someone taken by slavers? She wasn't about to ask, for fear of opening up a wound. Talk of his brother had already seemed to dampen the man's spirits.
"Aurielle seems like a great leader," she offered instead. She rolled onto her side, a yawn escaping her. It was a thing of habit -- she wasn't tired, truthfully. "And Erani's family sounds wonderful. It's terrible how a name can tear everyone apart." Then, she was shaking her head. "No, I ... I suppose it's more than just the name, huh," she corrected herself. It was about all that came along with it. She still thought it was a horrible thing that it came down to blood, that some would rally against the adopted Adravendis because of it... but some people didn't think the same.
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