Sweet brother o mine
If it was one thing that went through her head, it was definitely what had happened to Levi. He had an issue, and no one had been smart enough or even kind enough to offer their support. Among all the siblings, she would say that he needed them most. Otherwise hatred would simply breed more hatred. As the one who witnessed their fathers death, and the one that was the most distant in the first place. Renhett would have loved to have been the supporting parent, the friend, but she was stuck with a blood connection that made her veins scream out for her brother. So when he came to her, she knew, and there would be no fear that would sprout from her. Renhett had simply scooted over to the side, she was not so easily pinned such as that. As if someone was going to whisper sweet nothings into her ear, she could smell the blood stained on his muzzle. The all too familiar smell of a wolf's blood in her travels, and her ears flicked to the sound of it dripping to the bottom of the forest floor. Between the two there was silence, as she merely turned her head around. Her red eyes glinting with no hint of fear, staring straight back into the eyes of a cyan eyed demon. As a simple mischievous smile left her lips. "U ̄ n, watashi no shin'ainaru kyōdai wa, sore ga Renhettdesu(Hmmm, Dear brother of mine it's Renhett)" perhaps that would jog his memory after getting over a killing high. If it was one thing she knew it was she would never, ever look away from her brother. Never would she be afraid, because to be afraid was to not accept who he was.
"Watashi wa ureshī, sekai wa ima dewa anata o nomikomudarou to omoimashita.(I thought the world would have swallowed you up by now, I am glad.)" Reconcile for the broken ones. She would shift now towards him, despite him being covered in blood of a victim her body would move forward to the larger male. Giving her upper jaw would settle beneath his. Rubbing in motion across his cheek as the red would only taint her black head further with noticeable black wetness of what it turned into. Once her snout came close to his ear she would whisper. "I am not afraid of you brother, I never will be." |