It Didn't Look Sharp
AW in the Armory
Bard
10-26-2022, 11:53 PM
"Swords... knives but bigger," Dread isn't sure he's doing a very good job explaining things, but that's fine. It wouldn't be the first or last time either of them was nose to nose with a blade, probably. "That'll be the day," there was the same edge, the same excitement. Dread could feel his pulse quicken-- excitement. It really, really would be the day. He'd have to fight his own brothers, and probably some of his sisters too, for that title. Didn't matter. None of that mattered. He'd do it, and it would be awesome. They weren't alone for much longer, though. Dread's first reaction was mostly disappointment-- he'd have to go back to the noise, the hustle of a family reunion. That was more tiring than any training that he'd been put through, really. The scolding comes, but Dread barely flinches. Instead he looks to his brother-in-law carefully, trying to read the expression on his face. The emotions... what was he feeling? They were being scolded for leaving the gardens, but why? He had a good reason for taking off, at least in his own mind. Artorias was calm, but he was looking for something in the pair of pups. What was it? What was he looking for? Dread finds himself thinking, wondering. Was he meant to feel shame or guilt? Probably. But he can't process those feelings or put words to them, not yet. Talyssa, to her credit, begins to cry. Maybe that would draw enough of the alpha's attention to keep at least some heat off of the young boy, but only time would tell. "It was too loud, too busy... I went for a walk." His tone is a bit sheepish, shifting his weight uncomfortably between his paws. He had the sense to cast his gaze downward, flatten his ears a bit, at least look sorry. Still, Dread couldn't push all of the wonder from his voice. He wouldn't throw Talyssa under the bus either, wouldn't say what he'd caught her up to. "Are all of these... yours? Will you teach me how to use them?" Dread speaks up, turning his gaze back to the racks of gleaming arms. Maybe not the best time to ask, but he can't help himself. |
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