FREEDOM IN THE TWENTY FIRST CENTURY
07-08-2014, 10:04 PM
A familiar and yet surreal scent assailed his senses as he was waiting for Virgil?s answer, and the russet man snapped his gaze towards the familiar ghostly figure that graced them. The prodigal son returned home. Helios felt such joy in that moment, his lost son finally returned to them, and yet some sadness and anger was there, where had the boy gone? How would news of Hermes affect him? Though his Niece?s words dragged his attention back towards the golden girl and he nods, moving himself off a bit, though not back towards Natalya; despite wanting to. Helios listened as his niece spoke, her words even and despite himself the male smiled. He may not always agree with some of her choices but in the males own mind the girl was quickly growing into her role. Though his smile dropped at the mention of his son, despite wanting to duck his head and keep the pain already pouring onto his face hidden he forced himself to look upon Apollo, watch the albino?s reaction. The russet man would turn his attention then upon his niece and gave her a solemn nod, a service was all he could hope for and her offering at least gave him one less thing to think upon. There after the male had little reaction his face remaining stony as he listened; though he neither disliked nor loved any of the news. Then as it was his turn the man found himself smiling, gaze locking upon his mate as he rose to his paws. Facing the pack he spoke, slowly and with a sort of power to his voice. ?Natalya and I are pleased to announce that Olympus will soon be getting bigger soon, we are expecting.? For a brief moment the man would flick his gaze towards Virgil, how would she react? Speech, |
