hey brother.
04-14-2014, 03:16 PM
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Suddenly the man would stride forward, and the boys pelt would bristle as his fangs unsheathed to flash at his enemy- but suddenly he would stop. His brow would furrow as the man said his parent's name, his eyes widening in astonishment as his sneer faded into an open mouthed stare. "Do not say their names pheasant, only decedents may utter their titles. Not even I could quell my mother or father, rid their names of your vocabulary!" He would aimlessly rant, his fragile mind easily slipping away from the mentioning of his parents. He had never met his father, but he had hear many stories from his mother. Newt was long gone by now, and Neios assumed she was dead too, and although he did not quite understand it, he missed his family dearly. This man did not deserve to say their names, they were a legacy and this scoundrel was disgracing them. "Funny, she never mentioned you." A growl would bubble within his chest as it hummed along with the strangers hostile attitude. The man and the boy would stare each other down, Neios's muscles tensing and preparing to spring at any moment. Who in the fuck was this guy and how did he know his parents? And why was he lying about owning this pack? |