Subtle Talks

His ivory ears would flick in dismissal of his half sisters words. He didn't seek to flatter her- to fluff her ego. He merely spoke the truth. He was not foolish enough to assume that he didn't need to learn. She could teach him, should she choose to have her ego groomed and fluffed by his truthful words- he would let her. He would allow it. His cynical mind raced- as he nearly drooled over the prospects before them. The crowns, the gems of glory. His mind goes back to his humiliating loss. Anger seethed in his pores, fury radiating about him- as his the fire in his crimson stained eyes danced. He stared at the white deity before home in the wake of his command. The loss today had been humiliating at best- those bastards had attacked a god and his consort, and he had lost. It was so disgusting, but with Artemis teaching them- commanding them. The young Elysius yearlings would become a force unstoppable. No one would stand in their way.

She approached him- along the side that had been demolished by his enemies harness. His muscles tensed, almost expecting another attack- though he relaxed slightly, as he felt her tongue- the kisses a slight relief on the stinging wounds. Her words, sent a chill through his body, and his crimson gaze soon met her own mismatched eyes. He blinked in acknowledgement of her words- ivory lids falling slowly over his crimson gaze. A sinister chuckle left him, and the words that followed it where serious- sincere. "I will smite them." He vowed aloud- and internally. Everyone wolf who had laid a paw on his own- his Nephele... would pay.

"Speech"