Walking on Hot Coals
10-07-2013, 01:14 PM
Devya was more impressive than he had originally thought. While he could have tried killing and eating her he figured it would be a poor substitute for actually hunting. He could figure out how to kill, it was the catching part he was not so sure about. He would certainly refrain from eating his companion as well, since she was even offering him a choice of what they had that evening. Before his vocals were able to emit the choice words to give the darker girl, his father's presence would be noticed. Before he could even react the larger male became incredibly aggressive, his hair would stand and a menacing growl would rip through his throat. Ares would draw back into Devya as he tried to make himself smaller. Then he was done. His growling would cease and his fur would realign. What is wrong, Ares? Why are you here? He seemed much more concerned rather than threatening, Ares would take the switch. While Devya had been incredibly forgiving, his father's first impression was one of defense. He had not acted so nice the last time he had met his adopted sister. He would dismiss the earlier display, his father was obviously worried about him. The confusion he was feeling swelled within him once again as he tried to pinpoint what he needed to tell his father. His side would press further into Devya's leeching the stable thoughts she brought him. I didn't know where else to go. I didn't feel right being around Mother. He would remove his lavender gaze from his father's face and place them on his paws. Ashamed to say something so disconnecting from his mother. Speech, |