We are linked by blood
12-03-2013, 03:04 AM
His thoughts were broken by the voice of his brother, bringing his emerald eyes to attention towards the other boy. His orbs making a sudden turn towards the monochrome pelt. Though as it stood, Vereux didn't know what Genesis thought of him. In all days he had lived, not much had been done between the two brothers. Not as much as he wanted to be done, since he was loyal to the blood itself. Yet still he was deemed useless in the eyes of others, and thrown out into the trash like another piece of kill. His head tilted to one side, before he straightened it again. Pressing those white paws against the snow as they were the same color and he came back to his paws standing on all fours. "I'm fine brother", the boy lied, closing his eyes and turning his head into another direction. Vereux dared not think of what his brother thought of him in the least. They were the few of isar's blood with the old queen. But where had she gone now, a small pit of rage had grown in his heart. For whoever took his beloved mother he wanted to see gone. And at his age, he couldn't do much of anything about all of this. A sense of helplessness was only so common. Speech, |