Don't judge me, cuz if you did I could judge you
Atreyu
Yesterday, 03:11 PM
The demigod didn't have to wait long. He'd seen when she entered the building and had his eyes set about for the others lurking on the island. He was intent on this going one of two ways. And his way was the easy way.
She entered the room and he folded his tail over his paws. Her kiss went unanswered. He didn't need a distraction for their conversation to come. He waited for her to get herself into a spot she was comfortable. She stated that he had sent Bigs and he nodded. "Come in Bigs.... Your a part of this as much as the rest of the pack is." He cut his gaze to Atreyu. She wasn't going to like this. Taking other's resources, thats what had been Archnemes' goals when they took their home originally. But ruthless as the world was, they couldn't afford to become completely pacifists.
Her question must of come from the worry over his face. So he needed to be blunt and tell her like it was. "I am worried. Our resources are stretching thin. By the end of next season I suspect we will have to eat yours and Fairytale's pets. We use them faster than we can restock them, so before you say we can just restock, take that into consideration. I know with the past you will be against it. But take into consideration the others around you.... I refuse to allow them to starve out." He was careful. Calm. Had laid it all out at her paws. She had to see the truths to make a decision here today. "We have to feed mouths. And we are running out of room for mouths. Alaric should return shortly with his answer of the packs and their strengths...." He moved a paw then. Finally reaching for her. A paw taking hers and his blackened lips meeting her paw then kissing up her leg with featherlight kisses. Groveling, perhaps. But the demigod wasn't groveling.
She should see where his mind went. That they could resolve this amicably, they could take what they needed, or they could die out. Her choice.
"Atreyu" || "Azriel"
code by bird, art by asenaShe entered the room and he folded his tail over his paws. Her kiss went unanswered. He didn't need a distraction for their conversation to come. He waited for her to get herself into a spot she was comfortable. She stated that he had sent Bigs and he nodded. "Come in Bigs.... Your a part of this as much as the rest of the pack is." He cut his gaze to Atreyu. She wasn't going to like this. Taking other's resources, thats what had been Archnemes' goals when they took their home originally. But ruthless as the world was, they couldn't afford to become completely pacifists.
Her question must of come from the worry over his face. So he needed to be blunt and tell her like it was. "I am worried. Our resources are stretching thin. By the end of next season I suspect we will have to eat yours and Fairytale's pets. We use them faster than we can restock them, so before you say we can just restock, take that into consideration. I know with the past you will be against it. But take into consideration the others around you.... I refuse to allow them to starve out." He was careful. Calm. Had laid it all out at her paws. She had to see the truths to make a decision here today. "We have to feed mouths. And we are running out of room for mouths. Alaric should return shortly with his answer of the packs and their strengths...." He moved a paw then. Finally reaching for her. A paw taking hers and his blackened lips meeting her paw then kissing up her leg with featherlight kisses. Groveling, perhaps. But the demigod wasn't groveling.
She should see where his mind went. That they could resolve this amicably, they could take what they needed, or they could die out. Her choice.
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