Saying Goodbye

A howl from Allen? What...? Allen wasn't at the few previous meetings, and it had made Ixionn think that he had ditched Isokan. It made him angry...frustrated that his uncle would suddenly bail out on his family. But here he was summoning them. Probably wanting to explain to them what was going on---whatever that was. At first, Ixionn uncoiled from his large chamber, lifting his head and glaring ahead in the distance. "...Allen..." But then, his mind began to read through the reasons in which why that man was calling out to them. He may want to rejoin them...or maybe he'd make his leave official. Ah. Ixionn wouldn't know until he went to see. So the boy slowly stood up, sprinting out of the mines and meeting everyone who was gathered outside. Arian...Quelt, and of course, Allen.
Once the masked heir-in-training arrived, he stopped instantly and stared at Allen coldly. With a, "You should be ashamed," kind of look. But before he decided to ask why Allen called them, he slowly made his way over to Arian's side, sitting down and lifting his head. His paw had finally healed, and so had his back wounds. But he had lots of scars. And it made him look a lot older than he actually was. Hm...perfectly. And now that both his father and Arian had said he would become the heir soon, he decided he'd make himself a bit more responsible. He'd wake up earlier, he'd try to meet and talk with Arian as frequent as possible so that he knew when there would be meetings...etc.
But he still needed lots of training. He also needed some advice on being someone with such a big responsibility. From Quelt, of course. Or maybe someone else he trusted...like Arian. But that didn't matter now. Allen mattered. No, not Allen. It was his reason that mattered most, not the wolf himself. Ixionn leaned his head back and inhaled sharply, turning his hard red eyes to the calico and frowning. "Is it true, you're leaving." Quelt had said this not too long before he arrived. But Ixionn had managed to hear it. Instead of questioning it, Ixionn decided to go along with it. Because he almost knew exactly what Allen wanted to say.
"What a surprise. Disappearing suddenly, and then coming back?" The masked boy arched his back and gave off a cold expression to everyone around him. He was in a strange mood...almost like a mature, yet heavily angered mood. As if he was trying to hold back as much anger as possible by keeping his voice calm, yet dripping with venom. "No...maybe 'disappearing' isn't the right word." Ixionn leaned back forward and huffed, staring at Allen darkly. Everything he was saying...he didn't even think about them. They just came rolling off his tongue and he didn't even realize it. "Either way, you're leaving, right? I hope you don't mind telling me why." The boy rolled his aching shoulders forward, continuing to stare at the older wolf with irritation in his eyes.