Waking up on the wrong side of fantasy

Soliloquy's mood would get anything but better as he answered Revenge's question shortly, obviously incredibly unsettled. Though the boy could hardly blame him, being held against your will was hardly something anyone wanted for themselves. Even more now he was convinced he needed to talk to his alpha. Why would he want to hold his family prisoner anyway? Why had Valentine taken away his uncles children? There was only a worried curiosity on the boy's vague features as his gaze found the earth. "You should probably go kill something to get your mind off things. Maybe avert some of that energy into something useful." The words were kind of quiet as he pondered, Valentine looked highly on those that participated. Even the lowest of ranks could gain favor. "I think I might go talk to him." There wasn't anything Revenge could promise his uncle, her didn't know Valentine all that well and was unaware how he might act towards him if he spoke up for his kin. It was worth a shot though. He'd turn to leave, looking back at Soliloquy to see if he was needed any longer.