Family Feuding

*Isardis* · 12-04-2013, 09:33 PM

He shook his head lightly at her words, stepping forwards as a deep breath of relief accompanied a swelling of pride. She had realised her place, and Isardis would not have to deal with another lost babe. He would reach to crane his throat over the top of her skull, a paternal instinct to keep her close, as his former disappointment would be replaced with that infamous sense of dangerous dedication. ?You realise your place with us, here, and so a daughter of mine is worthy of no less than the praise and support she deserves for such a sensible choice,? voice bellowed through his pipes, seamless and swimming with adoration as he recoiled to gaze upon her blossomed stare, only now seeming to notice her wounds. ?I will stand for you to my death, Eulari; a contract of devotion, bound for as long as you offer me the same. Sibelle will soon learn her choices of loyalty are faulted, and you should have been the one to teach her so,? however it seemed Eulari had not fought back, for no blood stained her maw, ?You are stronger than she, and you should not be afraid to show the world as such. However, if anybody so much as lays a paw to your flesh you know I will skin them at your word; you are golden.? She had yet to meet Sendoa, and Isardis would make a note to introduce the two woman as soon as possible; it seemed they would get along.
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