i'm coming home
12-04-2014, 08:29 PM
She seemed perfectly confident that Isardis would approve of the father of her children. He got the smallest of snorts out before she named the man responsible for impregnating her. Drashiel. Eyes of emerald widened to an unusually large degree. Pupils dilated, and hips raised into a standing position. “Drashiel,” he stated, almost as if he needed further convincing from his own voice. There was a pride in her voice, one he was very familiar with, and he knew at once that this was more than just a fling or an accident. They were mated. Drashiel, his old buddy had a mate - and he did not. The tip of his tail flicked idly, though perhaps it was more out of surprise than idleness. “I suppose it would be proper of me to congratulate you, when can I expect little half-nieces and nephews?” Children weren't exactly his forte, but he suspected if he intended to be around his family he would have to learn to be around whelps. Then came more news. Roman ruled, with Drashiel at her side. It seemed Athena's crown had been taken, or rather given up - but he preferred to think of it as taken. There was a certain amount of gratitude welling up in his chest for Roman's taking the crown, but he only expressed it briefly with the slightest curl of a smile. “Coming home - wherever that is. Have you seen my mother, father, or brother recently?” Or Lysis? he thought to add but didn't for a reason not yet known to him. “I've been gone a while and I'd like to see my family again - all of them.” “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.