let the ravens gather

*Nemesis* · 09-24-2014, 07:11 PM

Natalya's response was startling, causing the boy's ears to pin and his pupils to dilate in preparation of an assault. In response to Natalya's nearness, Nemesis bared his teeth at her in warning--before remembering that the gesture was useless--and then backed it up with a low growl. She may not have liked what he had to say, but that didn't justify her invasion of his space.

While he wouldn't be the first to admit that he didn't know everything (pride was, perhaps, an issue), he was aware that it was true. However, the things he did know or feel strongly about were things he would strongly defend. Matching her tone, he quickly responded, "No, I think I have a pretty good understanding of this." Natalya was wrong, he was certain of it. That in no way lessened his affection for his great aunt, but it did put them at odds. If she wished to disown him for his opinion, it would wound him, but that was her decision to make. His voice would be heard. "I should think that being blind would be harder to overcome than a limp." That both Natayla and Gaia were so capable was amazing, but shouldn't that child have been given the same opportunity?

His hackles would rise as Natalya was challenged and turmoil would swirl in his gut as he considered going to her aid. For several long seconds he would labor over the choice, the boy standing ridged and wide-eyed, before deciding that Natalya needed to own her words. If he didn't feel strongly compelled to intervene then it must not be his battle to fight. The gods would use the fight to make their will known.

It was then that the newly crowned alpha's words would click and the boy, in his shock, would chill. His tail, once held high behind him in outrage, would droop as his mind struggled to process what had been said. Was he a slave now?

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