Where S'alkrie was happy to listen and enjoying her life here, Kismet was irritated by having to explain his horrid situation to a member of the dreaded pack that had taken he and Soren. "My mother is missing." He said bitterly. Somehow he suspected that Glaciem were behind that for some reason or another. "A member of your pack challenged for mine and that was the last time she was seen."
Her questions were a little annoying which didn't help. He'd already explained why he was brought here, all because Isardis made some ridiculous claim. Whether the words held any truth or not, Kismet simply knew he would never look to the man as a father, even now in the same pack he was an absent figure in his life busy perhaps with all the other children he apparently had that may not have given up on him so swiftly.
"I don't know why we are wanted here especially if he does have many children. We were far happier back home in Valhalla and had no choice in the matter. Maybe the lessons are fun for you, but no matter how many arguments you throw at me for enjoying living in Glaciem I will never feel the same way. I have family and friends back home, this place is simply a prison." As for the whereabouts of Soren, Kismet wished often his brother had a bit more of an adventurous streak but of course he was left alone. Right now though, Kismet instead envied his brother for not having to deal with S'alkrie or any other member of Glaciem. "It's none of your business." It was the more simple answer and probably more polite than admitting his brother had the sense to keep out of the way.
