The Ties That Bind
Resin
01-23-2021, 04:17 AM
Artorias lay with her and listened as she spoke. She could see the conflict on his grey striped face and wished that she could make it easier for him. She was not a conventional wolf by any means. Titles meant less than nothing. In fact, you were more likely to be looked down upon if you flaunted or claimed some fancy title than if you were devoid of one. Anyone could make up words to call themselves. It took actions and deeds to impress the scarred woman. Not words. In the world of children though, of course they would still be in the mindset that titles were fancy things. A king or a princess sounded special. A boy lacking a title or surname might see himself as less which was certainly not the case. The child compared them to 'all of the other big families' and Resin chuckled. "We are not like all of the other big families. We're special and unique. We're different." Again she nuzzled the top of the boys head. "Other packs may place their weight on lofty titles but we place our weight on deeds and actions. I have chosen to be called the Aegis simply because I am the shield that protects all of those within my pack. I could have chosen to call myself Queen or Empress or any other high title, but in the end they're all words." She willed him to understand. Titles meant little. A title wouldn't save you from death or pain. A title couldn't prepare you for the world and what lay ahead. It was just extra and unnecessary weight. "Surnames..." the grey and black woman sighed. "Where I am from, you are named after the land that you live in. I was born Resin Carpathius. I chose to give up that name and, over time, chose to become Resin Scarpaw of my own accord." The woman flexed her front left paw. The entire leg and paw itself was laced with bluish grey scarring. It had been a joke at first, bestowed upon her by others. She had taken that jest and had run with it, making it her own. Resin could understand the boys want for his parents to be joined. In the world that they lived in, the bonding of two women was sometimes seen as unnatural. Resin had never given a second thought to convention. She did what she wished to do and the opinions of others be damned. Her feelings and beliefs weren't the only ones involved, however. The lack of family name was obviously affecting Artorias. Perhaps it was affecting the others as well. Maybe even Tamsyn herself. That was enough to make her see things from their perspective. It was enough to make her rethink her value of the given name. Her family shouldn't have to suffer for her beliefs, or lack thereof. "I'll speak to your mother about it." While she didn't wish to deny Tamsyn her name, she didn't want to force it on her either. Resin bumped the boys nose gently with her own. "Don't ever let another wolf look down on you for anything." She added as an afterthought. The mention of wanting to rub his name in the face of another made it evident that he'd already encountered others that looked wrongly upon him. "You are the only one that has control over how you feel. If you feel bad for not having a name, then you've given them permission to make you feel that way." Yeah... she was an odd cookie. Not everyone possessed the same emotional switch that Resin did. She could turn things on and off, making herself cold and clinical. Others felt and they felt hard. She believed that Artorias might take after her in this regard, but one could never tell until they were grown. "Speech"
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