Unwavering Determination
02-23-2015, 08:23 PM
Walk | Talk | Think He had hoped before he asked the question that Akemi might be able to enlighten him about the whereabouts of her brother, or at least explain to him why he did so little and was seen so rarely. He was not the only secretive one in the pack - Rune knew of at least one other who kept to themselves as well - but was the only one who seemed not to care enough to make an effort. It was strange to the Guardian, especially considering his sister was so strong and determined, always capable of seeing the goal ahead and striving for it no matter the obstacles. Freyr must have been her polar opposite, or else something entirely different. But the subject did not appear to go over well. The second it was out in the open, he could see the shadow that fell over the woman, the way her gaze drifted downward either in evasion or shame, though he was inclined to believe the first. He could think of nothing that Akemi would need to be shameful of. She explained what she knew, and Rune listened with that hard line forming between his brows again, his stern gaze fixed on the the small woman while he listened to her telling of her family's recent events, of the injury inflicted upon Freyr. As the man who had taken Freyr in as his own responsibility, he felt his own temper flare, that someone had hurt one of his own when he was still under Rune's care. It was not something that he tolerated in any case. But...how could he claim someone as his when they refused to return to him? The news of Zisa was much more concerning. As a father, he could only imagine the sick worry Akemi must have been dealing with and only admired her more that she had been able to keep up such a well put together front with all of that whirling around in her head. He was not sure he could have been as calm and resigned in her situation. A missing child. An absent brother. Family strife. Her family life sounded about as dismal and chaotic, if not more so, than his own. It all got the better of her, and with the waterworks started Rune felt at a loss. If his little mate had been there, he was sure Alamea would have known what to do to console the hurt Akemi, but though Alamea might have warmed his heart and softened him up there were still things he did not entirely feel comfortable with. The only thing he could offer was silence, quiet, understanding, and nonjudgmental. His gaze shifted away from her, giving her a moment to either continue crying or to collect herself before he spoke again, still looking away. "There's still a chance for that," he stated, as much to tell her as to convince her of the truth of it. "When I made Secretua, that was all I wanted for my family. Safety. Comfort. Happiness, because they deserved all of it. As a member of Secretua, that's all I want for yours too." He thought about his own family as he spoke of it, his precious, patience testing children, his sweet little mate, and beyond them. His brother who he had never seen before his death, his sister who was taken too soon, his nephews stolen by his father. His mother. "You can't choose the family you are born into," he stated, his tone matter-of-fact though the thought was a somewhat bitter one, "but you can choose another. And you have, in a way. Secretua is your new family. Unplanned or not, your children are still cared for by this pack. You all are." He was sure if asked, his mate and children would have put in the extra effort to get Akemi, and even Einarr, back to feeling somewhat steady again. His children were bright, friendly kids, and his mate a kind, patient shoulder to lean on. He was not sure what could be done about Freyr now - he was sure the man had made his own decision when he never returned to the pack - but Zisa was a different story. "We can help you look for her," he offered, the statement spoken almost like a question. He wanted to step in and help, very much, but only with her consent. |