growing up is hard
Weaponsmaster
Ash couldn't focus past the rush of blood pulsing in his ears. Rhythm could confirm that he was going to be a big brother. No! He didn't want to be a big brother! He was the little brother. Didn't she understand that she was ruining literally everything? His heart dropped again, somehow, at hearing her words. Narrowed eyes tried to glare through Rhythm's skull for a moment before his gaze was averted to her stomach. There were pups in there already? Did that have to do with Rhythm's scent changing? When someone was pregnant, did they take on the scent of their pups too? His vision went blurry and it took the boy a moment to realize that it was because there were tears welling in his eyes. Crap. He looked back to Rhythm, his brow furrowing with all the force he could muster. The action caused his tears to fall to his white cheeks, "Why?" he choked out, his voice suddenly quiet. He couldn't think past Rhythm to consider his father's hand in all this at the moment. To Ashmedai, this was all Rhythm's doing. It was probably on purpose too. She was probably trying to end the pack by tricking his dad into having pups with her. His dad couldn't love her. Wasn't she a traitor? He kept thinking about that. Wasn't she? He didn't even know who or what he was asking "why" about. He didn't want to know. He just wanted not this to happen. Couldn't he go back to being a pup, back to when his dad took him on adventures and let him play the leader? Ashmedai hiccuped, realizing his crying was becoming harder and less controllable, "Why would you do this? Why are you so..." what was the word? What was she being? Did she hate him? Was she tricking his dad? Was she turning his dad against his kids, like Vana? "So evil?!" the words burst from his maw in a growl. A part of him regretted it already. His face contorted into something between anger and pain, his whole form feeling shaky, "You just don't understand anything!" he yelled, his voice breaking between deep and angry and boyish and hurt. He turned from Rhythm, but not in the direction Esti had went. Whatever the consequence was later, he wasn't going home tonight. He didn't think he could stay here. He didn't even know what all this truly meant. Part of him wanted to just vanish, but the largest portion of him was fuming. Ashmedai took off with a loud, aggrieved growl. His anger would eventually drain his energy and he would collapse, but he wouldn't be around here when he did it. |
