Will We Burn Inside
Thalia
08-06-2020, 05:53 AM
Well, this was certainly proving to be an interesting meeting. Though she'd been admittedly wary about him at first, it seemed she had less reason to be overly on-edge around him... though maybe his lineage was even more reason to be unsure? Thalia hadn't quite decided yet. She quirked a brow as she regarded him, seeing a familiar look of interest flash in his own eyes as she began to speak. They shared the same bloodline, if nothing else, and that made her curious to know more about him - in a way she didn't generally feel about most other wolves. Her interest in the ravine itself seemed to fade away into background noise, Kefka now in the forefront of her mind.
He admitted he'd been taken from the Empire early by his mother, and didn't remember much. That wasn't much of a surprise - Thalia had trouble remembering her earliest days too. Most of her life, before her parents had left, was largely a blur to her and she had to remind herself that this was likely a shared experience among most wolves, how little they remembered of their childhoods. She remembered her parents and siblings more than anything else, certainly more than what she could recall about the rest of her pack.
What was more curious though was his wariness in reuniting with the rest of the pack - if not because of his own wishes, because of his mother's. Now that was interesting for its own reason. "No? So, your father must be the Abraxas, then?" She was just grasping in the dark for something that made sense, but it was hard to imagine someone of her own blood not wanting to be reunited with their own family. Thalia could barely imagine such a thing. But then again - she was reminded of Pestilence, the woman who was allegedly of Abraxas blood who believed in none of their ideals. Now, she was a family member she'd be happy to never see again. "You seem old enough to be on your own.. yet your mother still controls you?" It was hardly said in a mocking way; she was genuinely curious, her tone mostly flat, as it usually was, without much room to reveal any emotions that might be lurking beneath the surface.
He admitted he'd been taken from the Empire early by his mother, and didn't remember much. That wasn't much of a surprise - Thalia had trouble remembering her earliest days too. Most of her life, before her parents had left, was largely a blur to her and she had to remind herself that this was likely a shared experience among most wolves, how little they remembered of their childhoods. She remembered her parents and siblings more than anything else, certainly more than what she could recall about the rest of her pack.
What was more curious though was his wariness in reuniting with the rest of the pack - if not because of his own wishes, because of his mother's. Now that was interesting for its own reason. "No? So, your father must be the Abraxas, then?" She was just grasping in the dark for something that made sense, but it was hard to imagine someone of her own blood not wanting to be reunited with their own family. Thalia could barely imagine such a thing. But then again - she was reminded of Pestilence, the woman who was allegedly of Abraxas blood who believed in none of their ideals. Now, she was a family member she'd be happy to never see again. "You seem old enough to be on your own.. yet your mother still controls you?" It was hardly said in a mocking way; she was genuinely curious, her tone mostly flat, as it usually was, without much room to reveal any emotions that might be lurking beneath the surface.
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