falling away
04-16-2015, 07:56 AM
He didn't really know how his conversation with Tinaro would turn out, but it was the mystery that intrigued him. Who he was, where he'd come from, why he was in Abaven -- he didn't know any of these things. His brows furrowed at Tinaro's response to his name, slight confusion washing over him. He'd never heard of the name Destruction? How was that even possible? Still, he was pleased at the compliment about it. Destruction was a cool and serious name, he'd got that much right. "My dad's the Azat," he explained matter-of-factly. "It's our family name." There was in unmistakable hint of pride in the boy's voice at his explanation. The mood seemed to shift to something more serious as he questioned Tinaro, though he hadn't meant to upset him. "Oh." If he didn't want to talk about it, they probably shouldn't.. and yet he was curious. "Did they just leave you here or something?" Lark couldn't imagine how hurt and confused he would be if his father and mother had simply left him in a strange pack. It was difficult to imagine living amongst strangers, without parents, and he felt strangley empathetic for Tinaro though he would never care to admit it. |
