LIKE A HOUSE IN A HURRICANE
06-15-2014, 02:53 PM
The male would trail after his mother, heeding the call that had arisen from newly acquired pack lands. His aunt hadn't been leader long, and already someone was trying to take her place. A snarl would rip through his teeth, fur bristling as if on cue by his mothers own reactions. The crescent marked boy would walk at an even pace beside her, his massive frame towering above most, his green eyes remained sharp. His mother would speak towards his aunt, obvious dislike for the challenger evident. He would glare at those present, the other family who dared challenge his aunt. And should the opposing side play dirty, Eon would have no problem charging into the fray. He would stand by his mother as she came to join them, toes flexing as his body tensed, ready for anything that might happen. He learned fighting from his mother, and if need be, he would use those skills today. "Pretty low, stealing someone's place as rightful queen after barely receiving it." He would whisper to his siblings, disdain for the others negligent choice. Talk like this |
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