We are linked by blood
11-28-2013, 09:22 PM
Of course he was upset, he had just found out his mother was gone. The only thing he had held dear to himself aside from his siblings and his father. Isar of course had punished him, and Vereux, happy to have felt the touch of his ebony lords teeth simply because the man never payed him any attention due to being busy was all. So now he was depressed, the young boy sitting in the snow near the den, head down on his paws as emerald eyes looked out. Maybe he just wasn't important? That had to be it, after all, no one had ever treated him like a prince even if he was. The bluish colored pup rolled over in a full turn, making a small indent in the snow. To pass by the boredom it seemed. Watching small snowflakes fall to the ground, it was cold but he didn't mind. His fur coat was keeping him mildly warmer, he was near the den so if he felt too cold he would return inside. But at the moment, he didn't know what to think of the world. At so young, he had no fucking clue what to do. Speech, |