The Prodigal Brother

Rogue laughed at his brothers response, many things may have changed, but not this; this happy-go-lucky laughter of brothers who had thought to never see each other again. "Insolent I may be brother, but no ones going to be more honest then family." He pranced about the still form of Gargoyle. "Ah, Gargie you may have size on me but you will have to catch me first, you seemed to have the cushy life while I travel the world. And we cannot forget your getting fat." Thaddeus stopped then his head high and a smile plastered on his black and white muzzle. He shuck his head as his brother continued to try and pull rank on him, that made the lanky male laugh harder. "Dear brother, you cannot pull rank on me! I am not part of your pack, you may be chef of our birth pack but I am my own wolf and had been for four years!"

It was then that he was reminded of his brief time in this very pack two years before. Raven the loveable prick had somehow found and cornered Rogue in taking charge of the lives of those wolves. It was only thanks to Crusade that he was able to wriggle his way out of leading for long, and he could not thank her enough for that. Rogue was not a leader, he was not strong or brave enough to be responsible for others lives, it just was not him. He would take the hit for someone but not for too many all at once, which leaders do all the time. Thaddeus soberly turned to his brother. "Yes I was, but I was only holding the place for Crusade. I was never the true chef, and never will be, I am not made to be a leader, I learned that the hard way."

Thaddeus Rogue moved close to his brother, his body feeling heavy after the bounding and playful antics. He was too old to jump about on an empty stomach and two hours of sleep. He now felt like he was four and a half years older then he really was. The black and white male nodded his head at his brothers statements he did have a lot of questions, many of them concerning where his brother was. Rogue moved passed his brother and fell next to the goose, licking his chops just thinking about the meat hitting his pallet. "You must have vanished in thin air for my nose not be able to find you. Tell me how and why I have failed in something I prided myself in being the best at." Rogue did not let his brother see his face, see his shame. Thaddeus turned to the bird then and started to work off some meat, to curb his hunger and to hid from his brother.

ooc: Sorry for the crappy post -.- it just didn't want to come to me and I had to force it a bit xD good luck =)