Cleanse Your Hands, You Sinners

Diablo · 02-02-2024, 03:31 PM

He picked himself up from the ground, a silent snarl on his face as blood dripped from his nose. He had, of course, deserved it, but that wasn't ever something he would admit to. Antagonizing and back-talking his father hadn't been the best idea, and Ignis had pummeled him into the ground for his audacity. Still, Diablo growled in defiance as his father turned away, ears pinning to his skull at what his father said. He had been feeling a rise in anger the older he got. He was doing things unprovoked, getting into more fights, and taking things out on his prey. Though he had chosen the wrong one to fuck with today because he had not been ready to take on his dad.

Wiping the blood from his nose, he heard Gil's call for the pack together, and he almost decided to ignore it and say to hell with it all, but of course, his father's words once again pricked at his mind. Did he not want him here anymore? Was that what he was getting at? Not at all. But the wretched boy would twist it whichever way he could to favor himself. "I'll fucking show you..." He muttered under his breath as he followed slowly behind his sire. Upon arriving to the meeting, he spotted his sister with Jack, and the younger ones mingling in the middle. Crimson gaze spotted Gil and Modesty at the head of the group, and a quick scan of the raiding party told him they were worse for wear. It was strange seeing them all in not such a jovial mood for once. Huffing, he settled down at the back, a paw to his nose as it started to leak blood again. He'd have to seek out Rivin after to help him with it...

"Speak"

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