it would make her happy

The look of apprehension and nervousness in his guest's eyes didn't escape Artorias' observant gaze. The yearling wolf was trying his hardest to be cordial and polite, but he was so clearly feeling out of his element. Honestly, it made Artorias like the lad a little more. He was genuine with his emotions, didn't try to stuff them away or masquerade as something he wasn't. Although the wolf was an in or two taller than he was, Artorias was able to hold the young brute's eyes without needing to tilt his head. A little smirk crossed his lips. Bowen had a thing for larger men, it seemed.

The stranger stammered out a response that Bowen had asked him to meet her brother, and expressed his hope that they could get along. Another thoughtful murmur escaped the Aegis' lips while he contemplated that. Bowen wanted them to get along, just like how he wanted Briar and Bowen to get along for him. All four of them were navigating this strange relationship and learning to live together in harmony. "And why would friendship be farfetched?" he asked with a look back to the wolf. "Because we're both in love with the same wolf, and she's in love with us?" He was curious to know Haiku's opinion on their situation. Was he bothered by the fact that the siblings were in love with one another, or the fact that he couldn't have Bowen all to himself, just like Bowen couldn't have Artorias all to herself?

With a flick of his muzzle, Artorias told the wolf, "Take a walk with me." There was much they needed to discuss and talk about. As lovers to the same woman, as a Hallowed wolf to an Abavenian, and as an alpha to his guest. Artorias led Bowen's paramour out to the castle courtyard, wandering along the stone terrace before taking the steps down into the gardens. Flowerbeds were in full bloom with a cacophony of colors, and the wisteria trees draped long purple-flowered tendrils down like waterfalls around their trunks. "Bowen never told me your name," he explained after a moment of walking, casting gold-flecked amber eyes back to his company. "Though I suppose I never bothered to ask her either. How about we start there?"

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Corbin" | "Argent"