Look Ma New Scars
Sibling reunion!
08-16-2020, 08:43 AM
It seemed that Geoffrey's luck had turned a complete 180 after being attacked, because he'd been rescued by a band of wolves who were already familiar with the slavers. Interest kindled in Artur, bringing back his old ambitions for a band of his own, ambitions that had been set by the wayside when he'd thought Geoffrey might be dead. He'd been the only one Artur had ever confessed his plans to, and with him gone, it just hadn't seemed like a priority. He'd had sisters to protect, a brother to find... but now that brother had returned and would surely be full of ideas of how to efficiently lead a band.
All that train of thought came to a halt and his head shot up, blue eyes latching onto Geoffrey with intense incredulity. He had pups? They had to be pretty young, yet, so he must have brought the mother to nurse them. Yet he didn't, at cursory examination, smell at all like the milk-smell of someone who spent a great deal of time around pups so... surely he hadn't left them with the mother. They were Adravendi pups, true-blooded Adravendi, and his nieces or nephews, and frankly it didn't seem like Geoffrey to have left behind his own children even aside from all of that.
The news rocked him back onto his hindquarters as though at a blow, but his expression faded to nothing as he sifted through the possibilities. Movement at his peripherals showed Caelia leaving, her own face set in clearly disapproving lines, and he watched her for a moment, making no effort to go after her. He couldn't say what thoughts were going through her mind, but he'd not have thought that the idea of their family growing in strength would have been so displeasing to her. Whatever it was, she would need to work through it on her own. "Will you bring them here to raise them?" was all he said to his brother, though.
All that train of thought came to a halt and his head shot up, blue eyes latching onto Geoffrey with intense incredulity. He had pups? They had to be pretty young, yet, so he must have brought the mother to nurse them. Yet he didn't, at cursory examination, smell at all like the milk-smell of someone who spent a great deal of time around pups so... surely he hadn't left them with the mother. They were Adravendi pups, true-blooded Adravendi, and his nieces or nephews, and frankly it didn't seem like Geoffrey to have left behind his own children even aside from all of that.
The news rocked him back onto his hindquarters as though at a blow, but his expression faded to nothing as he sifted through the possibilities. Movement at his peripherals showed Caelia leaving, her own face set in clearly disapproving lines, and he watched her for a moment, making no effort to go after her. He couldn't say what thoughts were going through her mind, but he'd not have thought that the idea of their family growing in strength would have been so displeasing to her. Whatever it was, she would need to work through it on her own. "Will you bring them here to raise them?" was all he said to his brother, though.