What I Want
Sibyl - Fall Seasonal
01-01-2021, 11:13 PM
Sibyl waited with anticipation for an answer and instead of an answer right away she was given a sigh and a nod for her to follow him. She did so without question and went away from the river a bit before settling down beside him. She naturally leaned into his side without really thinking about it. It's how they always were when they were sitting or laying anywhere so she didn't really see a reason for that to change now. She tried to read his expression, but the far off, hunted look in his expression didn't give her a whole lot to go off of. Soon enough he would finally break the silence and begin to explain a bit about how he got to the point where he wanted to destroy the entire pack he had been born into. Her brows pulled together with thought while she listened to him describe how these wolves had done unforgivable things, leaving things open to her imagination to try and guess just what kind of things they would have had to do to deserve death. He wasn't very forth coming with details, but she supposed that she didn't really need them. She would have listened to every word if he had, but it was easy enough to believe that he was right and that they were beyond saving or forgiveness. The tenseness in his jaw and the way his claws tore at the grass didn't slip past her observant gaze. She remained quiet while he added in some of his opinion and observations about packs and their structure. She wasn't sure she could completely agree with his assessment, but she could see why he would think such things. She hadn't enjoyed living in the pack of healers, but that had mostly been because she had craved freedoms and debauchery that she never would have gotten living with those up tight, strict, religious wolves. They hadn't been cruel to her necessarily or to anyone that came within the range of their pack, but they were most certainly stifling and obsessive. She wasn't sure where in that spectrum Aerie fell and maybe that's what made her hesitate most about joining Fel's pack right away. There was too much unknown. However, she knew that she didn't want to be reigned in again and perhaps that was enough to keep her from truly wanting that lifestyle again. As easily as it was for her to sway to what Fel wished, there had to be some things she wouldn't budge on. She leaned up to press her nose to Azriel's cheek, hoping to break himself out of this self induced trance of painful memories. "I'm glad you were able to get your revenge," she told him, wanting to make sure he knew that she didn't think any different of him with this new information. "If doing all of that brought you any peace and at least changed the path of your life so that we were able to meet then it seems worth it to me." She still hadn't fully decided what she wanted to do as far as the pack went, but she did know one thing. Bringing her muzzle to his and leaving a gentle lick on his chin, she gave him a small smirk and told him again, "Where ever you're going, take me with you. If you don't trust Aerie then neither do I. I'm not going to leave you." |