DARKER TIMES
07-28-2014, 07:37 AM
She truly believed that Viridiana had poisoned her home. Roman had seen her mothers empire destroyed by war- she wouldn't wish that on anyone, but her family would not be harmed. Harming her family, made her vindictive. Truly the siege wouldn't have been enough. She would have never relented, as she would never relent in the search of her enemy- or the things her enemy claimed to care for. She would make the russet wolf realize half the pain she had been put through as her pack was poisoned around her- no matter what she had to do. She deserved the hell that Roman would seek to rain down on her. Roman did not forgive, she wasn't programmed that way. And crimes such as the former Queen's could not be forgiven. Azalea is silent and lets her speak, and Roman wishes- she could convince her pack of the facts she knows to be true. She didn't pursue the siege for meaningless banter. She could have lost her family- she could have died. God, she could have been maimed and made ugly! When Azalea speaks again, Roman listens intently, taking in the other wolf's words. She nods thoughtfully, her expression that of contemplation. "Perhaps you are right, Azalea. Perhaps it is time to clean our ranks of lambs." She murmurs. If they feared a war they weren't forced into... what loyalty did they really have? Azalea speaks and Roman fixes her with her violet gaze. "I'd be happy to have you as hunter or fighter. Maybe even more, if and when you decide that you could be ready to move up in ranks." She pauses. "And I'd be happy to support you in either area." She says with a slight smile, glad of the presence Azalea offered in her time of darkness. |