Broken Dreams

*Themisto* · (This post was last modified: 09-20-2013, 03:11 PM by Themisto.)

He couldn't help but smile when she chuckled. It was good to see her laugh, even in this state. Finding happiness in darkness meant she was mentally strong enough to handle anything that came her way, and that was a good attribute for any alpha to have. "I know, very strange of me. I guess not even I can favor everyone in the world." He said, a chuckle vibrating his chest. He was already starting to feel better just being around her, it was crazy how his mood could balance so unpredictably based on her reactions. "It's good to see you Themisto - I've missed you." He could feel his cheeks starting to burn, but he fought it off to the best of his abilities. Luckily she went on, and it snapped him out of his pup like phase. "I see." He said simply, his lips creasing into a frown. "Congratulations on your win. What does he want with a yearling anyways?" He would ask curiously. He was a grown man, a yearling would have been useless to him.

"I'm afraid I've made enemies out of Glaciem by not giving them what they wanted. I don't know what their plans are, but I'll probably be fighting them more often." "Chrysanthe? The beautiful princess I met seasons ago, fighting a whole pack on her own?" He said with a chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. "The Glaciem's will have a feared opponent, that's for sure." He would say, taking a step toward her. He couldn't help but stare at the wound on her muzzle, his healer instincts kicking in. He was going to ask about her wound, but then she said it. Gideon was gone. Instantly his lips curled back, revealing his unblemished canines. They took his cousin? His own flesh and blood? He couldn't believe that he had helped them, he had been played! "Gideon? My own flesh and blood?" He growled, turning away from the woman. He didn't want her to see him this way, he didn't want anyone to see him this way. It was so out his character, but he couldn't help it. He was a neutral man, but when it came to family, he would freeze hell over. "When are you going back? I promise you Chrysanthe, I will stand by your side with my teeth and claws ready." His hackles were raised, his lips were slightly curled, and his claws were gripping into the earth. This was the very first time he had ever been this angry. He felt betrayed, he felt idiotic, he felt ashamed. How dare the ivory man make him feel this way. How dare they take his cousin, his own flesh and blood. They would pay for this.

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