Burned by the Fire {joining}
07-27-2014, 01:58 PM
Curiosity fueled the boy. Well, that and nosiness. When the call for his mother went up, Nemesis took it upon himself to answer, ignoring the part about it being for his mother. They hadn't said 'Virgil only, no nosy little boys' and that meant that he was welcome to mosey on up, right? At the very least he could pretend to just stumble across the caller. Whatever. He did what he wanted. There was a motive behind his nosiness. Since the plague had struck him hard, his recovery had been long, leaving the child with plenty of time to do nothing but think. He'd relied heavily on his imagination, acting out wild fantasies in an attempt to keep his sanity, and while that had worked, eventually he'd run out of dreams to lose himself in and had been left with the crushing emptiness of purposelessness. Now that he was healed, that feeling still remained. He wanted a job to do. Playing with his siblings just wasn't going to cut it anymore and so with that in mind, he decided to see what being an alpha was like. He knew what his mother did, sure, but he'd never experienced it. This was an opportunity to see what all the hype was about. Arriving, the boy was pleased to see that he'd beaten his mother to it. Perhaps he could try his hand at handling strangers? Sliding through the underbrush, Nemesis paused once he was within sight of the stranger. His tail lifted slightly, chest puffing out as he looked the ebony wolf over. The boy stood up straight and tall, hoping to look like he was all business. He was one of the Heirs of Olympus, a royal child. It was his birthright to be respected. From now on he was going to start exercising that right. It was about time, right? He was big and strong. One day he'd be a warrior, a defender of the pack. It was time he acted his age, got his act together. "What brings you to Olympus, stranger?" he asked, trying out a serious, no nonsense tone. His eyes went to the flowers and narrowed. He brought flowers? This brute wasn't here to try and marry Andromeda, was he? Gag. "What's with the flowers?" he asked suspiciously. One wedding was enough. "Speaking" Thinking |
