It starts again
04-28-2014, 05:38 PM
Vereux was doing as he was told, though he hadn't been in the mood lately. He had been worried about his father since he hadn't seen him. His paws against the snow felt nice, as he tried to smile to himself. Everyone had left him behind perhaps but he was growing ever stronger as a man wasn't he. Not just as a healer at that which he was quiet horrible at that for the moment. As he stopped he howled for Lysis, the one he had been paired with for this spar and it needed to be done. Etern was a very important uncle, weather Vereux didn't get out much or not. Half of the blue boy discovered with so many bloods around, he was not worth much. And for his worth to rise he needed to become something stronger, though he'd never become his father. Nor would he ever become like Sendoa. So he had to admit that this was how his life would be spent. If he wasn't careful he'd end up miserable. Speech, |