Even the gods envy mortals

It didn't take long for Sephiran to answer her call. He came racing into the clearing in full force, and didn't allow his pace to falter until he entered a more conversational distance. She could see the recognition cross his features plainly from where she sat. Though this reaction was vastly different than the one that she had received when she confessed Rhazien's presence to him the day he reset her dislocated leg. It didn't look like Sephiran was enthused to see his relative at all. How odd. Or perhaps, this was enthusiasm that she was seeing. Whatever it was, her interest was peaked. The acknowledgement on Sephiran's voice was cool. Cold. Lacking attachment. But his attachment to her was clearly illustrated as he wedged himself in the proximity between herself and his uncle. While Rhazien may have surrendered the space to his nephew, Aurelia chose not to move, herself. If he sat closely enough to her, there would be no choice but to share contact.

As the others slowly began to answer Rhazien's call, Aurelia remained silent. Maintaining a curious, and vaugley amused gaze as they exchanged words among each other. At first, she met eye contact with a girl their age- the who had emerged first. The expression she was offered was a blank stare- hers not so much. Aurellia allowed her own sapphire gaze to narrow with a glint of mischievous interest. When the second wolf manifested, she greeted Sephiran as brother- which gave her a great deal of clarity on the interaction. As well as some chafing at her expense. Just as she was preparing to draw her breath to answer- a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips, another male answered the call. Though it was her that he gave the initial response too. A strange look- one of annoyance or disgust, she couldn't tell. It was probably the most amusing reaction of all. One that brightened her grin as she tilted her head to the side. Though, if he had any reservation about the silent exchange, he didn't express them- or she didn't catch it.

As she reeled for something to say, her attention was intercepted by Rhazien. Warning her to leave while she still could. Whatever it was in the back of her mind that instructed individuals to heed reasonable advice, only flared up in annoyance. Ask her to call Sephiran, and run from the individuals that answered his own summons? They called him brother. She didn't know that for certain. "And If I were you, I wouldn't be so concerned with snakes in the grass." Aurelia hissed back at him, meeting his gaze with a hardened one of her own. In the daylight she could see the cracks of green that ran through his purple irises- similar to Sephiran's, but different all the same. She was well aware of the rope that had been thrown at her- he had offered her an out. To return to her rock- to hide beneath it until someone went searching for her again. She refused. She refused to be dismissed, especially by the estranged uncle. After a few moments of hesitance, her attention shifted to Sephiran, waiting to see if she would receive any push back from him in the stance she so clearly had taken.

"Aurelia Veratti"