Samurai's Soul
11-21-2013, 02:02 AM
It did not take long for his call to be heard by his Alpha. Lowering his head to face her, his heart went out to his alpha. To him she was strong, wise, courageous, and selfless. She put everything on the line for the safety of her pack, most of the pack itself fighting for their home. Eyes narrowed at the thought of the albino prick, and he had complete and total distaste for the glaciems, especially the white rats direct kin. Nodding to his alpha, the gaze in his eyes growing somber by the minute as he mulled over about what to say to her. "Good afternoon Miss Chrysanthe...my wounds are healing fine, save for soreness and continued bruising about my ribs. But I'll be fine in due time, thank you for your concern." he would reply with a kind note in his voice, after all, he respected her to a great degree. And the fact that she had gone out of her way to answer him as well as express concern for him among others. A sigh would escape his lips for no more then a brief moment, his dual toned gaze looking her over. "And how are you faring? It was a tough fight...but at least we came out alive." he would tell her with a mix of relief with something else, though the other feeling went un-named for now. Even though they had escaped alive, they had lost regardless. Members of their own had been taken, and although his pack had taken prisoners of their own, it would only bring about more turmoil. And Sephiroth was sure that Valhalla would not be able to handle another battle like that...at least not anytime soon. They needed more training, more experience, more heart to defend their home. And the more he thought about it, the more he thought about his pending choice. If he left now, Valhalla would be down a strong member that possibly had the potential to help the pack fight for their freedom. Unsaid determination would enter his eyes then, the more he thought about it. If he left now, then Glaciem would claim the satisfaction of more victory. Thinking perhaps that Valhalla was weakening as wolves left. But he would stand fast and stand strong against the odds. It all depended upon Chrysanthe's mind and heart now. Speech Thought Others |
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