That's not who I am
Satira
Bulwark
01-25-2023, 01:35 PM
Ciná's frown deepened a bit with a hint of irritation as Tira patted his paw and smirked as she insisted that she wasn't brainless despite what he did to her on the regular now. He knew that she probably didn't know or understand why it bothered him so much, but the flippant way she addressed it irked him. He stopped himself from saying anything else though and instead forced himself to lower his paw and sit back on his haunches while she began to explain how she had come to that conclusion. Luckily it seemed that there was no real connection between her and his father, but she was far more in the know about pack events and the like than he had really planned for. As soon as she mentioned what he had said to her in the hot springs he understood where he had slipped up. If Tira hadn't known about Incindium's fall then he would have been in the clear, but she was obviously much more in touch with that kind of thing than he had given her credit for. He had been too caught up in his own emotions back at the hot springs and he had slipped up. That's all it seemed to be.
He let out a slow breath and made himself release the tension in his shoulders with a little shake of his head as she declared that it had all been elementary. She seemed awfully pleased with herself, but it really just told him how much he had allowed himself to relax and share with her. These were things that he had never told anyone. It was likely that the only other wolf currently in his life that knew who he was related to was Chimera and even with his former alpha he hadn't really discussed his past that much. That wasn't all Tira had to share with him though as she brought up how Ignis had started a brawl at a pack challenge and had made it well known that he was a part of the "pirates". Ciná had admittedly been quite removed from the going ons in Boreas while he was living on Fenmyre's island so he wasn't entirely sure who these pirates were, but context clues told him pretty easily that this was another pack that Satira's family at the very least took issue with. If they were the kind of wolves that Ignis would run with then he had no doubt that they were not the most savory of characters.
Tira grinned and tossed her floppy ears, clearly proud of herself and her investigative skills, and Ciná gave her a doubtful look as she mentioned how she had bought him lots of credibility with his knew alpha without giving away who he was related to. He sighed again as he tried to gather his thoughts and figure out if there was any damage control he needed to do, but before he could come to any kind of conclusion on that Tira gestured and told him he should thank her for making him look good in front of Kotori and made a poking remark about manners not being a language that Praetors understand. He bristled a bit and shot back firmly, "I am not a Praetor." His ears flicked back and he glanced away uncomfortably, hating that he had to be so defensive over something that he had never had control over. He hadn't asked to be Ignis' son, he hadn't asked to be a member of this family that everyone hated and no one trusted. He rubbed a paw over his face and sighed, giving his head a shake before he brought his golden gaze back to her again.
"Sorry," he muttered, glancing down at the ground between them. "It's been over two years since I left them and I've done everything I can to distance myself from them. You're the only one that's called me by that name in years... I'm just Cináed. Nothing else. I disowned my father... not that he was ever much of one. I want nothing to do with any of them–even if it's credit for ripping off Ignis' ear." There was a pause as he gathered his thoughts and his ears flicked back again. This was not at all how he wanted his first day officially living here to go. He didn't want these ghosts to keep following him everywhere he went, but he didn't know how to get away from them without trying to leave Boreas and Auster entirely. "Thank you for trying to make me look good in front of your uncle," he finally added as he began to relax again, bringing his gaze back to hers. "I know you didn't mean anything malicious by it, I just... I didn't realize you knew and it caught me off guard."
"Cináed & Satira"
He let out a slow breath and made himself release the tension in his shoulders with a little shake of his head as she declared that it had all been elementary. She seemed awfully pleased with herself, but it really just told him how much he had allowed himself to relax and share with her. These were things that he had never told anyone. It was likely that the only other wolf currently in his life that knew who he was related to was Chimera and even with his former alpha he hadn't really discussed his past that much. That wasn't all Tira had to share with him though as she brought up how Ignis had started a brawl at a pack challenge and had made it well known that he was a part of the "pirates". Ciná had admittedly been quite removed from the going ons in Boreas while he was living on Fenmyre's island so he wasn't entirely sure who these pirates were, but context clues told him pretty easily that this was another pack that Satira's family at the very least took issue with. If they were the kind of wolves that Ignis would run with then he had no doubt that they were not the most savory of characters.
Tira grinned and tossed her floppy ears, clearly proud of herself and her investigative skills, and Ciná gave her a doubtful look as she mentioned how she had bought him lots of credibility with his knew alpha without giving away who he was related to. He sighed again as he tried to gather his thoughts and figure out if there was any damage control he needed to do, but before he could come to any kind of conclusion on that Tira gestured and told him he should thank her for making him look good in front of Kotori and made a poking remark about manners not being a language that Praetors understand. He bristled a bit and shot back firmly, "I am not a Praetor." His ears flicked back and he glanced away uncomfortably, hating that he had to be so defensive over something that he had never had control over. He hadn't asked to be Ignis' son, he hadn't asked to be a member of this family that everyone hated and no one trusted. He rubbed a paw over his face and sighed, giving his head a shake before he brought his golden gaze back to her again.
"Sorry," he muttered, glancing down at the ground between them. "It's been over two years since I left them and I've done everything I can to distance myself from them. You're the only one that's called me by that name in years... I'm just Cináed. Nothing else. I disowned my father... not that he was ever much of one. I want nothing to do with any of them–even if it's credit for ripping off Ignis' ear." There was a pause as he gathered his thoughts and his ears flicked back again. This was not at all how he wanted his first day officially living here to go. He didn't want these ghosts to keep following him everywhere he went, but he didn't know how to get away from them without trying to leave Boreas and Auster entirely. "Thank you for trying to make me look good in front of your uncle," he finally added as he began to relax again, bringing his gaze back to hers. "I know you didn't mean anything malicious by it, I just... I didn't realize you knew and it caught me off guard."
