Fight Like Your Gods and Monsters
Mentally, important words that caught his attention were pulled from her phrase with ease, stored in his memory for future reference (if there ever would be a need). While he was one of many in the Elementas family, the female spoke of herself being a Greek descendant. Because he was unfamiliar with the strangers around him, he knew nothing of this Greek family, if they were a family. Followed by the descriptive language that rolled from her tongue, this family certainly had a different setting from his. With his kin, blood held its importance above else. Never was there such words of hate used within the family, unless referred to his long gone parents. They were no use to the family other than to bring in more litters to kick out from the island once they reached adulthood. Why that had happened to his siblings he did not know. However, throughout the negatives that swallowed the subject with a dark atmosphere, there was one positive that stood out. If it wasn't for such unexplained and perhaps careless behaviour from his parents, he would never have had the opportunity to start somewhat of a new life.
The information was spoken as if she were a wise wordsmith, cunning with her use of text yet fluent in the way it was presented. Was it another thing they both shared in common? Literature, speaking and general knowledge were his most advanced and developed aspects of his behaviour. Although, once in a while, he would require some coaxing from his quiet shell. However, this encounter happened to do more than pull him away from that shell. What else had this meeting opened up? He was yet to find out.
It was the moment of truth. His attempted splash worked just as planned, drenching the ebony lass in foul salty liquid. The smile printed on her features faded as the water soaked such pristine fur. Any expression could be displayed on her face at that moment, and he half expected it to be of annoyance or perhaps rage. It was a risky move he had chosen to do, especially with a newly made acquaintance. Yet it was laughter that brought relief to his worried self. Despite the droplets of water being relatively small, a dry coal and chestnut body flinched at the sensation of these droplets. Of course, it wouldn't end there. Judging by the look of her grin, the lass was yet to go along with more of her plan. Her body pulled back before it was thrusted forward, the force of such movement sending a wave of water crashing upon him. The same effect (or perhaps greater) that he had caused for her had happened to him. To sum it up in one simple word, it was revenge yet playful revenge. A shudder rippled through his form as the cold feeling gradually escaped his skin, leaving his fur in the same condition as hers. As much as he wanted to, the male was nothing like his aquatic sister, who probably spent more time along the shore than she did on firm ground. A strong connection with water could come in handy at that moment, but he'd have to work without one.
"I'd say we're even," He began with a lazy smirk. "unless you want to make the next move."
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