A Moment to Spare

As Chrysanthe went on, Erani listened, gave no judgment, no word. Just listened. When there was a pause in Chrysanthe?s speaking, she finally gave a hum of thought. Then spoke. ?I went to the Battlefield myself and called for him. When he came, I saw what you haven?t seen yet. The bitterness we all saw at the last meeting has grown to hate. He even looked at me as though he would like nothing better than to rip my throat out. If you think of it, he was never truly happy with Valhalla.

?I also called for Kaien when Neo had gone. I know you all think he?s a lazy, cowardly piece of scum. But he wouldn?t lie to me. While he was a prisoner of Valhalla in the old land, I was the only one who thought to look past where he came from, and for that, I have his respect. He said that Neo was happy in Tortuga, has a mate he is content with, and I did smell a female?s scent coming off of Neo?s fur.

?I believe he will fight tooth and nail to stay in Tortuga. He?s changed, and not for the good. It?s not just you and the other siblings he hates now. It?s all of Valhalla.? Erani sighed, and Chrysanthe added something that made her mind turn away from the dark path it had begun to glance down. Deep blues glanced aside at the dark faced lass, her head cocking sideways. ?Oh?? She voiced. ?And who would that be?? There was a glint of amusement in her eyes, and a gentle smile in her voice, but her face was kept straight as she stared the younger wolf down with a gaze that would allow no dodging from her curiosity, and no hiding of certain parts. The mother senses were tingling.

The main reason was that when Epiphron had come home, she had been a littler embarrassed about being caught, but there had been no lack of innocence. No sense of shame around her. Chrysanthe however? There was something about how she said it that said something had happened with this someone.