idle paws are the devils tools

His sulking was disturbed by the sound of heavy paws behind him. Despite his thin Klein appearance the young man was easily as heavy as his father with the dense bones that made up his skeletal structure. Not that his apathy would really allow him to care about that fact. His glass like gaze lifted to find his father’s dual toned features. His attention was very obviously on Albion.

At one time he would have done anything to have Chimera’s full attention, as a pup he wanted so badly to make his King and father proud. To have him glance at him just once like he looked at Cerberus. He had always been the quiet follower though, dwelling in his brother’s greatness. Now that he felt so incomplete and nigh broken all he felt was animosity. Albion glared at his father in return as he ordered him to follow.

Albion wasn’t stupid, he knew Chimera could force his will upon him son with very little effort. The young man was confident in his own ability, but his father was indeed older and better trained, even if he did put up a fight Chi would beat him into the dirt. So he complied, no matter how much he wanted to spite his sire, Albion silently followed. The bets thing that could happen would be him getting sent away as well. At least he’d be out from under his father’s dewclaw.

"Albion Baskara Klien"