-- feels like forever
08-17-2013, 05:15 AM
The wariness he saw in his mentors eyes stirred something within Sephiroth. Had he become more powerful then his mentor in the passing time? Was his mentor afraid of him? Why? He didn't seek him out to kill or harm him, he didn't seek him out to bring him back to the pack...he sought him out because he needed to know. He needed to know why Angeal had left...why he had abandoned him. Left him alone when he needed him most. His eyes narrowed slightly, preparing to answer the question when Angeal's words rang out. Congratulations? The boy closed his mouth, staring at the wolf before him. He felt as if his mentor regretted Sephiroth's finding him...like...he didn't want to be found. Curious though, Sephiroth remained silent as the stand off with his old mentor continued. It seemed as though he had more questions in his mind, and the one that Sephiroth knew he would ask finally reached the mans tongue. "I care little for the fate of our pack as a whole, but what of my mother?" At the mention of his mother, the dual toned eyes strayed and looked into the blue eyes of his former mentor. He wanted answers about his mother? Then he would tell him as honest as he could...Angeal deserved at least that much, right? Sephiroth took a couple steps closer to the man, his attitude taking on a more serious one now. So, Angeal didn't care about what had become of their pack...Neither did he really. Angeal had been the only one he was close to, the only one he ever really cared about...except for Angeals so called "mother," Gillian. He knew that wasn't his real mother, but who would want the one that actually bore Angeal? She was a crazy one, and Sephiroth was unknown to his heritage. Well, his Real heritage...rumors had flown around, but he never listened or trusted the words of anyone but Angeal. Angeal knew though...he had promised to tell him one day, but now it was Sephiroths turn to tell Angeal the truth. But the truth to say, even he was unsure exactly. Finally, he spoke "Well...after you left, I waited a few days to see if you'd return. I had gone to track you the same day, but...I lost your scent at the river. The day I decided to leave to find you, was when they struck. Enemies swarmed from all sides, killing off our pack. We fought, I fought...but it wasn't enough. Without your skill, we were finished...Last I saw Gillian, she was bloodied trying to protect a litter she had along with the litters of the other den mothers. I had rushed to her aid, but lost sight of her soon after... He shook his head briefly before continuing, "I know not if she is still alive...I followed a blood trail, but...the stench was everywhere. I lost it after reaching the rivers as well. I am sure that she is alive and well somewhere...and if she is, then you may have younger siblings. I scented them with her along with other pack pups. But...our old home, is gone. And many of our friends are dead. I watched each one get killed in the most brutal ways. A slight hint of grief entered his voice, as Sephiroth recalled his training comrades, fall before him. He witnessed them die, torn apart limb from limb. The wolves he grew up with, killed. Gone in the blink of an eye. "I left when the war was over. Bloodied remains of family and friends...but I did not see your mothers remains among them... He added, hoping that he could somehow make him believe that there was some hope of Gillian being alive...if only he himself could believe it...that day...it was the most horrific. Few if any had survived, but he only hoped that she was among one of the few. Speech Thought Others |
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