From Whence You Came (pups)
04-24-2013, 11:22 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-25-2013, 12:04 AM by Bane.)
Valkis said he wanted it almost immediately after Bane was done talking about recieving the mark of Talutah. The grey male honestly didn't expect any of the three yearlings to accept his offer, but when Valkis did, an argument broke out between the siblings. Back and forth the three argued about the mark and why they should or shouldn't have it.
Maverick then said something wrong. "It may be barbaric to some, but I think that calling one another sir, or mam, or king, or count or prince or whatever the hell else there is in Seracia is a little strange to me. Welcome to my world Maverick. There are a lot of strange things happening in this land. Forces you didn't understand. Things you cannot comprehend. And I hope you sure as hell wise up to the fact that there are, were, more sensitive wolves when it came to so called barbarism. I'm being lax in my tongue lashing compared to the wolves of that burned and charred land from whence we came!"
Bane hissed in admonishment as he took a step closer to Maverick and burned his hurt gaze at the young crimson male.
Valkis said he would like the mark at a later time and sounded like he really wanted it. Fine, whatever, he'd scar the flesh of the young male when the time came. Bane gave a nod at Valkis as he left after arguing with his siblings, the quiet one not acknowledging the affirmation of going to be given the mark. "Only with your sire's and dame's permission will I do this Valkis. And it's fine Kamala." Bane informed the departing wolf then his littermate who told him not to worry.
Kamala asked about pack life after Valkis left. Oh she'd love the picture he was going to paint... not.
"Life in Talutah was unbearably monotonous for one of my position. Just watching a beach from my hill. Then Alarice came. I left with her to Tortuga, her and I conceiving a litter of young. She died during birth while I was away, poisoned by the gods of Talutah because I'm sure somebody, your father, told the shaman to tell the gods to interfere with the life I chose for myself. Yes, I chose a mate out of a pack that forbade it and joined flesh with her when it was forbidden to do so. And just like when I was in Seracia for only a few days. It's always the same more me with rules, they don't let me do what I want to do. Think about that."
Bane was inferring that he'd mated outside the pack, and was now starting to think about leaving should one of the two young wolves should tell anybody. He'd get ready to run.
"Think carefully and wise up before you run your maw about what I just said too you two." Bane snipped as he clacked his fangs together as a warning about that little tidbit he'd purposely let slip.
Bane's gaze softened noticeably with the appearance of Alarice and the young at her paws behind the two yearlings.
"You two have any questions about anything or have a dilemma that you don't want your adoptive sire and dame to find out but need advice on a matter, come to me because I daresay I'm fairly good a breaking rules quietly; any further questions?"
Maverick then said something wrong. "It may be barbaric to some, but I think that calling one another sir, or mam, or king, or count or prince or whatever the hell else there is in Seracia is a little strange to me. Welcome to my world Maverick. There are a lot of strange things happening in this land. Forces you didn't understand. Things you cannot comprehend. And I hope you sure as hell wise up to the fact that there are, were, more sensitive wolves when it came to so called barbarism. I'm being lax in my tongue lashing compared to the wolves of that burned and charred land from whence we came!"
Bane hissed in admonishment as he took a step closer to Maverick and burned his hurt gaze at the young crimson male.
Valkis said he would like the mark at a later time and sounded like he really wanted it. Fine, whatever, he'd scar the flesh of the young male when the time came. Bane gave a nod at Valkis as he left after arguing with his siblings, the quiet one not acknowledging the affirmation of going to be given the mark. "Only with your sire's and dame's permission will I do this Valkis. And it's fine Kamala." Bane informed the departing wolf then his littermate who told him not to worry.
Kamala asked about pack life after Valkis left. Oh she'd love the picture he was going to paint... not.
"Life in Talutah was unbearably monotonous for one of my position. Just watching a beach from my hill. Then Alarice came. I left with her to Tortuga, her and I conceiving a litter of young. She died during birth while I was away, poisoned by the gods of Talutah because I'm sure somebody, your father, told the shaman to tell the gods to interfere with the life I chose for myself. Yes, I chose a mate out of a pack that forbade it and joined flesh with her when it was forbidden to do so. And just like when I was in Seracia for only a few days. It's always the same more me with rules, they don't let me do what I want to do. Think about that."
Bane was inferring that he'd mated outside the pack, and was now starting to think about leaving should one of the two young wolves should tell anybody. He'd get ready to run.
"Think carefully and wise up before you run your maw about what I just said too you two." Bane snipped as he clacked his fangs together as a warning about that little tidbit he'd purposely let slip.
Bane's gaze softened noticeably with the appearance of Alarice and the young at her paws behind the two yearlings.
"You two have any questions about anything or have a dilemma that you don't want your adoptive sire and dame to find out but need advice on a matter, come to me because I daresay I'm fairly good a breaking rules quietly; any further questions?"
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