night lurker.
10-25-2013, 04:10 PM
A sigh left his pursed lips. Inside his mind was a constant wave of emotional turmoil, and yet he masked his emotions with a carefully placed facade of cold irritation. And yet he softened as Deteste remained here with him, despite the small-talk and despite whatever attitude he might have portrayed to the male he barely knew. His tail curled instinctively about his hindquarters as his posture stiffened slightly at the talk of children. He was beginning to grow anxious at the prospect of being expected to care for them -- though Cataleya had yet to actually bring it up, it was obvious. "Despite your advice, I have no option but to care for them," he remarked dryly. "Even though they are not mine." It was a strange situation, and even now she shifted uncomfortably, as though waiting for something to happen. "I should go," he said suddenly, abruptly, with a bit of uncertainty to his voice. "Before she finds you down here with me." It would be a bad scenario for Deteste -- especially not knowing what kind of mood Cataleya would be in, if she did find the two of them here. I should advise you, children can be rather complex. If you cannot care for them then leave them be. The mother of my children blatantly fails to love them. I imagine it is better to be absent than to mistreat those you ought to treat well. he would speak, giving insight into his life as Basilisk had for his. |
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