Don't get your hair caught in the propellor
11-05-2014, 07:36 PM
Caeto would listen intently, he was sort of remembering this whole pack thing. He was glad to the mention of his name knowing that Cat didn't really feel him as a traitor. But suddenly this young, black appaloosa spotted boy would go racing across the crowd to greet the two at the front. Appaloosa Spotted. He would have known if one of his siblings had children, his older ones, younger ones, any of them. He would move a little forward to get a better look at the boy but then certain words struck his ears. Russet bitch. Rip everything from her. War. Oh shit. He would think, looking around to make sure no one was able to see his emotions through his eyes. What have I gotten myself into? Was Arcanum like this before? He couldn't remember. Either he drowned out everything because of Zaria, or he cut off those things to remember the good memories of her. He would say nothing, but he would stay. He couldn't walk out now. |
