A new Queen is rising
06-24-2014, 12:36 PM
He watched as he observed him, noticing her raised eyebrow as he took a seat. Was he supposed to ask the beast if he could grace her by taking a seat? The brute held back a snort, not wanting to be rude. Yes, all Olympus members seemed to hold themselves above others, but he was higher up in the blood line than she was. It was her who should be asking to take a seat, but he would not push the matter. He was more curious about this demonness, about that pretty golden marked face. She was bold to speak out against him, and he had to admire that. When she spoke her name, he tipped his head in a form of a greeting, licking behind her ear as he fully recognized her as a part of his blood-line. He knew of Chryseies, he was the daughter of Romulus and Persephone, and had a brother named Hades. Indeed she was further down the blood line, but they held the same age. He couldn't help but be surprised when she asked who he was. Didn't all Olympus members know about the cursed son, the one born with no colouration to show the pride of their lineage? "Apollo is my name, and I am the Olympus's lines shame." He said, his sing-song voice carrying a lot of scorn in his last words.
With is own raised eyebrow he watched as she shifted around, calling him different. That statement was enough to draw that snort out of his pink lips. Different? That didn't even begin to describe him. "I am just a little more than different dear, and not just how I appear. My body has been cursed, and my vocals are well versed. But I try to not let it destroy my faith, although it haunts me like a wraith." He did not know why he was admitting this to her, he was usually such a reserved wolf. But he felt at ease around her, which was not something that he was used to. It made his skin crawl, and he shook his pink tinted coat to get rid of it. He didn't like not being in control of his emotions. Tilting his head to the side, he gave her another up and down. "And what is your tale, what is your sad assail?" He asked, that smirk holding firm on his maw for once.