Pull Me Under
09-06-2013, 11:33 AM
Destruction looked back to Bane, her ears lowering a bit as he spoke. He had... apologized. The part of her that wished to blame him for Dillinger's death settled... it had been formed by anger and bitterness... but as Bane stood with her now she couldn't sense the same sort of tension as to when they first met. The dark furred she-wolf shook her head slowly in response to his question. "No...I'm afraid there was no other pups. I was a bit surprised... but at the time it seemed to be for the best." It was almost strange how now she drew a bit of comfort from Bane's presence. Strange how meeting just one other wolf could turn one's way of thinking. The she-wolf let out a soft sigh before speaking again.
"Do not worry Bane... though my heart wishes to place blame for his death my mind knows it is not something that, if you had any part of it all, that you caused. I... suppose seeing you brought a sense of relief in a way." Destruction slowly inhaled and then exhaled. "...But in short I do not wish for further bad blood either. We're adults... I'm sure we're both capable of remaining cival towards each other." It wasn't such a strange thought, was it? Hadn't she remained cival among the group of assassins that she once ran with? At least until their leader died. Now her loyalty belonged to Seracia... and Bane was a member of the pack just as she was. The she wolf stood once more, giving a slight nod.
"Yes... I would greatly prefer that, Bane." The she wolf licked her son's cheek, the sorrow in her eyes deepening. The burial grounds... a final goodbye. Destruction took in a deep breath, lifting her head. Dillinger wouldn't want to see his mother like this... what he had known of her was that she was strong... and that he wanted to be just like her when he grew up... as did Destruction. With Dillinger she would lay down her old hatred... and do what she could to start anew. Though it was true she was changing in some ways... most of her old values still remained in place. Loyalty. Strength. The she wolf started to pad in the direction of the burial grounds. She looked back towards Bane as she walked.
"I have to admit I'm curious as to what has happened to you in these past months... though I will not pry. It is up to you if you wish to discuss such things."
"Do not worry Bane... though my heart wishes to place blame for his death my mind knows it is not something that, if you had any part of it all, that you caused. I... suppose seeing you brought a sense of relief in a way." Destruction slowly inhaled and then exhaled. "...But in short I do not wish for further bad blood either. We're adults... I'm sure we're both capable of remaining cival towards each other." It wasn't such a strange thought, was it? Hadn't she remained cival among the group of assassins that she once ran with? At least until their leader died. Now her loyalty belonged to Seracia... and Bane was a member of the pack just as she was. The she wolf stood once more, giving a slight nod.
"Yes... I would greatly prefer that, Bane." The she wolf licked her son's cheek, the sorrow in her eyes deepening. The burial grounds... a final goodbye. Destruction took in a deep breath, lifting her head. Dillinger wouldn't want to see his mother like this... what he had known of her was that she was strong... and that he wanted to be just like her when he grew up... as did Destruction. With Dillinger she would lay down her old hatred... and do what she could to start anew. Though it was true she was changing in some ways... most of her old values still remained in place. Loyalty. Strength. The she wolf started to pad in the direction of the burial grounds. She looked back towards Bane as she walked.
"I have to admit I'm curious as to what has happened to you in these past months... though I will not pry. It is up to you if you wish to discuss such things."