Get Your Feet Wet

The bark that Ignis gave to stop him made his hackles bristle and for a moment he considered ignoring him entirely, but the hurt and the barely contained desire to finally have it out with his father forced him to stop. He didn't turn around right away, not until he was accused of acting like a child. His teeth clenched and he turned to face Ignis again, seething with anger as he tried to form some kind of response that wouldn't cause him to stoop to Ignis' level. He didn't know if the ruby red brute in front of him even deserved the level of thought he was putting into his response, but he was doing it regardless. Still, his father went on, only making matters worse as he stated how he hadn't been around and had his "own shit" going on, dancing around the core of the problem and pointing blame at everything else—somehow without uttering anything close to an apology.

"I'm the one acting like a child?" he snarled, his golden eyes narrowed as he spoke. "You have never once taken any kind of ownership for what you did! You weren't just 'not around'. You abandoned us! Me, Celosia, Inferno... An entire pack! We had no idea where you went, when you left, why you left... Then you just show back up with Infrit and Vulcan, expecting us to just rush into your arms as if nothing happened... My entire childhood I saw you maybe a handful of times! I basically raised and trained myself until the pack fell apart and I ended up here in Auster and found someone that actually gave a shit about me. How can I live through all of that and then pretend everything is sunshine and fucking rainbows? Huh? How do you expect me to see you or any of my siblings as family after that?"

His claws raked through the sand under his paws as he spoke, his gaze never wavering from his even as his voice shook with the weight of the emotions he was being forced to confront. He shook his head, his lips pulled back in a snarl as he growled, "I don't even know who you are. You're no father. I dropped the Preator name a long time ago. I want nothing to do with you." He turned and stormed off after that before he could do anything he'd ultimately come to regret and ran off into the mainland of Auster, not bothering to look back. He didn't care how the information of how he had dropped his family name affected or didn't affect Ignis. After everything Ignis had already put him through he wasn't going to stand around and continue to take any more.

"Cináed"