She had certainly done it, pissed the man off. Who was she to lecture him on love when his father had held her as a slave? Sure Glaciem had killed someone he didn't even know, it wasn't like he could hate them. The ex prince was used to being led, and isardis was an amazing leader though his mother didn't seem to think so. Colman growled, pacing back and forth, and here she wanted to met yet again on the 'off' chance he changed his mind about Eulari being his mate. Of course he wouldn't change his mind.

As much as he hated his mother, it brought boiling emotions to his surface, sitting down his tail flicked. She wanted to talk, then he would talk. But he couldn't guarantee anything good would come from it. No good had come from it last time, that was for sure. He was a grown man, and according to Vahva he was no longer her son.


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She would stay angry in her little emotional roller coaster. She couldn't believe what Colman had did, how he had toyed with her feelings, how he was making the wrong choice. She blamed Isardis, she blamed him over and over again in the back of her head. But what could she do? Nothing, absolutely nothing. She was not fit to fight, protect, or lead like she had wanted nothing of the sort. Vahva would not lose her son when she had lost everything else. So she would try again to reason with the boy. He was still a boy in her eyes, nothing more nothing less, and he knew nothing of the love he spoke of in her mind. He was a fool being manipulated by the ice king of the north. As she spotted the boys in the caverns her hackles bristled. Her mane went up in a blaze as she stood tall over the boy. "Colman." Her tongue held venom in the tone. "It doesn't have to end this way." This was picking up where they had last left off. There was a lot of hostility in the air, but she didn't give a rats ass. Speech,

Colman watched as his mother approached, her hackles raised red eyes glaring at him as if he had done something wrong. He raised up to her, he would not submit to someone who didn't consider themselves his mother. His cyan eyes met her red, both of them blazing with fury. His tail thrashed behind him as he set his hackles high. His muscles making him slightly bigger build than his mother as his chest was suddenly confronted with hers. The warm night causing more heat to blend within the two of them.

"No, Vahva, you misunderstand. You do not UNDERSTAND what this means for me. Your feelings are not mine I love this woman and I'm not about to just give her up because you have a bone to pick with her father or Glaciem." Colman growled at her. Did she need to step over the boundary more, she needed to back down. "I am no longer your son as you have said, so leave me be, my choices do not correspond to yours." He was serious.


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Their chests would proceed to press together, making the woman become slightly dumbfounded by his defiance. Had he ever done this before? No he had not, it completely perplexed her. This was her son, HER son. No one else's, and yet she refused to listen to the advice she gave. Her lips would curl back to show glistening canine's in her rage. The air tensing with the anger from both as she looked at him straight in the eye. "That son of a bitch took my home, took the home your grandmother protected. He scarred me, and he killed my aunt. What more reason do you need to stay away from him and that god forsaken pack of his?" she spewed at him. Her eyes shifted to a more cocky position. "What are you going to do if I force you to come with me?" Her tail flicked back and forth. Convinced that she was stronger, and that her bluffs would catch the boy off guard and he would come with her quietly. Leave these foolish thoughts of fake love behind. Otherwise he would be the one hurt in the end, why couldn't he see that? Speech,

As soon as the words moved from her mouth, Colman's eyes widened. She honestly thought that he was some sort of possession for her to hold. He bared his fangs, she was threatening him and she would regret it. His muscles tensed as his tail stopped moving to level with his spine. Stretching his neck his jaws opened and he tried to land his teeth to sink right into her right ear. His head to shake furiously with her, to tear that ear off. To show her that he was no longer something he could control. She may have been a queen in their old home but here she held no power and there was no point in trying to reason with a women who had disowned him in the first place.

Claws dug into the soil near the edge's of the cave as his deep growls echoed. A paw aiming to push her chest away in a sudden movement. It would cause more damage that way, it would make her feel more pain. Above all, it would be a reminder forever that they could no longer go back to the ways that they once knew. She had never been a good mother, all she had thought about was herself. She was one to lecture on love, when she had never loved anyone in the first place.


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Vahva felt teeth dig into her right ear. She screamed, as a wolf could anyway. Yelping as she found herself being pushed away pulling herself down overpowered by the male. Her tail began to tuck between her legs when she felt skin and flesh tear from the ear. Her submissive turned into a painful roll onto her back Colman over her. The man was stronger than her? Was she that weak or was she just foolish she did not know. "Colman." She muttered biting down on her own tongue softly. She hated this, she hated all of it. And he had won, knocking some sense into her maybe. Her paw came to rest on his chest, she gave some more whines to him. Speech,

The man was on top of her now, and she was whispering her name. As she had done when they were young. Colman let his hackles loosen and his gums dropped as he calmly looked at her in a serious tone. He kept his paw pressed on her chest, feeling the furs between his toes. Colman's ear gave a flick as he looked at the damage he had done. And he spat out the remaining part of the ear as well canines stained with blood. "I'm only going to say this once so you better listen." he started glaring at her.

"You do not control me, you are not me, you cannot lecture me on my choices or decisions. And if you come near my family, aka Glaciem, Isardis, Eulari, all of them. I will personally give you something more than a torn ear to remember. You are not my mother, I am not your son. I am Colman, and you will not see me again unless it be on a battlefield." He growled. Letting her go, the man gave a gruff. Tail swishing behind him as he turned to leave. Not caring for whatever she might have had to say.

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