GIVE ME YOUR HAND, I WILL GIVE YOU THE WORLD

He would come to his mother's call - albeit a bit miffed. The wolves of Covari had all split up. Gone everywhere, it seemed... but they wouldn't be foolish enough to abandon Viridiana, would they? The brute was irritated to say the least, but the bright contrast of his mother and sister's pelts would calm him - slightly. It seemed that Fiamette would mirror his attitude, asking what on earth could have happened to erase an empire. The explanation... was not exactly what he had been expecting. The knowledge of his mother expanding the family would shock him, but opposed to jealousy he would see opportunity. He would nod, although Crucifix's name would cause him to frown. What a boring, self righteous guy.


"I'll go with you, mother." He would answer, ignoring Hestia and her dramatics. He had never raised a paw to the bitch, never even looked at her funny. Sure, she was dull, but she was his sister as he was her brother. And to Vivek, even though he didn't really seem to care for much, he cared for her. It wasn't until she mentioned him mistreating her that he would sneer, his tail lashing behind him. "What the fuck have I ever done to you? I don't care if you want to be annoying, or dramatic but I never treated you badly." And even though it was much in this moment, this wasn't the usual. Nostrils flared as he gave a low growl, demanding to know on what ground she treat him like he made her an outside when she did a damn good job of doing that on her own.