The Other Side
09-23-2013, 05:17 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-25-2013, 04:04 PM by Taurig.)
He wasn't really sure why Seraphine was here. She was already in a pack of her own; why would she want to come join his when she had a family of her own? A question he had figured was on her mind spilled from her lips, questioning his reason for having left Glaciem. A solemn expression would take over his features, hardening them into an unreadable mask. ] Glaciem wasn't much of a home to me. My father only brought me along to have another set of teeth and claws, not because he wanted to have me around for any other reason. I'm tired of the way things are being done in Glaciem. He nearly got some of our members killed, along with himself over his stupid pride. Taurig would trail off, his gaze dancing over to a new figure that had appeared. This new wolf was dark in coloration, with an ivory stripe going down the center of her forehead down to her nose. She too would question his reason for being here. Forgive me miss, but I believe it used to be your home. There was no one here when I arrived. I am Taurig. Welcome. He had expected his father to be angry with him and he wasn't disappointed. He wasn't too surprised to see the raging pale ghost appear just several yards from where he sat, seething at the jaws as he demanded to know if this was really what he planned on doing. I am not a little lamb and this was not a mistake Isardis. The gargantuan would rise from his position, moving past Seraphine, Gitan and the new woman, standing in front of all of them, staring down at his pale father, his eyes glazing over like frozen ice. I swore my loyalty to you, but I am a man of honor. I do what is right and what you're doing is not right. It's wrong. You are my father, but you no longer hold sway over me. I knew I should've stayed home with mother, turned your offer away, but I was willing to give you a chance, to get to know you. And now that I do know you, I regret it. You say that because I have left, now I am leaving the rest of the pack exposed? A cold chuckle would rumble in his chest. No Isardis, that was all your own doing. You are putting the pack's jugulars up for the taking because of your foolish selfish nature. Because you can't leave well enough alone. Argent could've died in the battlefield that day, while carrying your children. His voice would become a low, rumbling growl at the last word. They were his father's children, but his half siblings too and Isardis hadn't given a damn about them. My aunt and your sister Sendoa too could've died or gotten seriously injured, but you don't give a damn do you? As long as they fight and get you whatever you want, you don't care whether they live or die. Well I do and I couldn't stand around to watch you drive them into the ground. You're going to turn all of the packs in the land against you and not one will even consider throwing you a helping paw because you don't deserve it. I'm not turning my back on them, I'm trying to help them. Once I have established this pack, any of them will be welcomed here without consequence. I will make peace with the other packs here and I hope you learn from your mistakes because if you don't, you won't have much a pack later on. Despite everything that was happening, the grey-blue man still had some semblance of hope for his father and in these next few moments his father's fate would be decided. A movement to his side caught his attention, icy gaze dancing over to a familiar ebony, ringed tail figure; Maia. He would nod towards her in acknowledgement, waiting until she was seated behind him to return his attention to the seething pale ghost before him. Not everything is lost Isardis. I offer you the chance to ally with me, but only under one condition. You must stop your foolishness and disregard your quarrel with Vahalla. In exchange, I will go to them and make peace in your behalf, that way everyone can live safely and without the threat of war. You may continue to take women in, but only those who are rogues, not ones already in packs. If you choose to reject my offer, then I will do nothing in regards to mending things for you and you will find yourself at war with all of Alacritis. Talk like this |