I'm Coming Home (Sorta-Kinda)
01-28-2015, 07:35 PM
As the boy let him go, Amarant would shake letting his hair loose from being pushed down, but making it stick out in some places. Talk about being ugly. But he didn't care, he was carefree as always. Eirik talked about how he continued his training, and Amarant lifted a brow as he puffed out his chest to look all manly and whatnot. Amarant had thought about Eirik a lot being in Arcanum. Which was kind of weird but he was probably closer to him than his own brother. He actually ran remembering how much Eirik wanted to be the best he could. The boy wanted to be the same, hoping that one day he wouldn't forget his cousin. There were plenty of bad things about living in Arcanum, secretly he didn't know why he wanted to stay. But truly, though blindly, he wanted to make a change there. Sure he wanted to be with his grandfather, but he wanted to make those wolves see good instead of all evil and violence. At least that's what it turned into when he realized how much he missed his family in Secruta. "Well you know me." He spoke moving his eyes lazily behind his cousin and then back to him with the same joking grin, "Laying around, letting others care to my every need." Of course, he didn't have waiters serving him, but he still was pretty lazy and laid around most of the time. He spoke with tone to show that he was obviously kidding, but he wasn't hiding that he was content. "I'm living a dream." |
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