Sweet Nothing [Open]
02-10-2013, 10:57 AM
While the brute stepped out into teh sunlight he relished the crisp air. The male only turned to focus his white eyes on GHost as she asked him a question. Octavian thought about his reply and it seemed simple yet deep.
"I have recently found my long lost sister Loccian, it took a while for us to make up for the time we had lost. She is the only family I have eleft that I know of unless if my vbrother Pontifex is still alive somewhere. I'm sure my old pack has fallen under the cruelty of my brother. And friends...I am not sure for you are the only wolf that I consider as a friend but then again I am confused at where you stand on that line. Then allies, Thane, he is the son of the alpha of the pack that used to be my old pack's ally but we have met up and put aside the dreadful things that have happened between our packs. And enemies, I have no enemies that I know of for my father was my enemy but he had been killed in battle.
Octavian perked up his black lined ears and patiently waited for Ghost's reply. He had been honest and hoped she would correct him about where she stood. He had no idea for he knew nothing of her feelings or what went on inside her mind; but he knew what went on inside his own.
Besides memories good and bad he was able to sit here and listen to the femme who had shown kindness and hospitality to him, and he was very greatful.
"I have recently found my long lost sister Loccian, it took a while for us to make up for the time we had lost. She is the only family I have eleft that I know of unless if my vbrother Pontifex is still alive somewhere. I'm sure my old pack has fallen under the cruelty of my brother. And friends...I am not sure for you are the only wolf that I consider as a friend but then again I am confused at where you stand on that line. Then allies, Thane, he is the son of the alpha of the pack that used to be my old pack's ally but we have met up and put aside the dreadful things that have happened between our packs. And enemies, I have no enemies that I know of for my father was my enemy but he had been killed in battle.
Octavian perked up his black lined ears and patiently waited for Ghost's reply. He had been honest and hoped she would correct him about where she stood. He had no idea for he knew nothing of her feelings or what went on inside her mind; but he knew what went on inside his own.
Besides memories good and bad he was able to sit here and listen to the femme who had shown kindness and hospitality to him, and he was very greatful.