Let's Have Some Fun, This Beat is Sick
02-09-2015, 05:31 PM
"I know how it goes, having useless wolves inflicted upon you, and being forced to call them your kin." Ah, then she understood him. “Fortunately for us, it seems there's at least one in every family, so I doubt someone could successfully hold it over our heads.” Taurig was, in Valentine's opinion, one of the lowest forms of life found in Alacritia. He couldn't commit, not even to his own children, so what else could he be besides a piece of shit? Sure, Valentine wasn't exactly a monogamous role model himself, but he at least stepped up and took care of his kids. He was committed to seeing them into adulthood and being there every step of the way. Where the hell was Taurig? “Offend? Me?” He harrumphed. “Nah.” Maybe a bit. She had a point though. He snorted, one corner of his mouth tipping up in a lopsided smirk, and nodded to convey that he agreed. “What were the odds?” "Nice digs." Hell yeah they were. “Thanks,” he rumbled. "Why'd you do it? Start up a pack, I mean?" How could a question be both easy and difficult? “I wanted to be my own person. My mother is alpha of Arcanum and while I love her dearly...I didn't want to be in her shadow for the rest of my life.” He shrugged. “Be my own person, make my own name. All that jazz.” “” |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.