The man would creep forward so carefully, his gait stiff and wary. It was so unlike his normal nature to be fearful, to be cautious. Kapras?us had always been a rather hasty creature; even as a youngster, he had been bold and fearless despite his naivety. And yet his eyes were so utterly devoid of apprehension, and instead they glimmered with manic glee. A smile threatened to break through, but he stifled it, unsure what the strange look in Katja's eyes meant. She almost seemed frightened of him! Or perhaps she was angry that he had left the family. For some time, even Kapras?us had wondered if he had comitted an act of betrayal by abandoning them, but now he was certain the gods were acting in his favor. They had lead him to his brother -- they had saved him.
Step by step he would encroach on her space, never daring to come more than a yard or so from her. She was so serious -- and yet this did not surprise him, for she had always been dreadfully dull to him. Only during sacrifice would he ever consider her presence thoroughly enjoyable, and he could count on one paw the times he had seen her smile. Of course, she was younger than him, and they'd never been terribly close. And yet they were kin, and he suddenly found himself regretful that he had not come to know her better before his departure. Of course, if they had met once again, and so far from home.. it was certainly fated that they reunited, and he could not dare test fate.
"Wie k?nnen Sie sicher, ich bin real, Vetter sein?" He replied with ease, his deep voice laced with obvious jest. He was certain he could bring her to laughter -- or so he told himself. He was not known for being terribly serious about anything. "Vielleicht Loki spielt Tricks auf Sie!" he chortled, shifting his weight uneasily from one paw to the other. He would pause for a moment, eager to assess her reaction. To him, it was quite a viable possibility. The gods were known for their trickery and deception when it was necessary. "Ich scherze. Es ist mir in Fleisch und Blut!"
There was much to talk about, yet Kapra suddenly grew concerned about what their conversation might bring. Before his departure, there had been hushed rumors about Jaeger's relations with their mother, though it seemed the voices were silenced whenever he made his presence known. He didn't know if Katja thought these rumors might be true, but he took her as the type to care if she found out they were. "Ich glaube, die G?tter gn?dig zu heute, mein lieber Cousin! Wie lange ist es gewesen." He dared to move closer, moving as though to circle her.
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