Werewolves (RP13.2) Many Decisions: Secrets
Quote from Mae on April 2, 2020, 4:22 amHaving climbed so high, and now having a great view of the town and the southern landscape, Ulric was inclined to rest awhile. It was a beautiful place Timothy had brought him to - surrounded by the bouncing white flowers as the wind steadily blew over him and the clouds crawled under him. The tips of the pine trees only just poking out of the misty white ploom. It was a picturesque scene of tranquility, and yet as solemn almost as a sad fairy tale. The flowers, glorious in bloom, appeared to the human eye as weeping. It reminded Ulric that somewhere on the mountain a woman and her child were lost, and possibly in dire circumstances on his account.
When Ulric looked back to the trail, he found Timothy laying on a boulder above it, splaying his neck over the rock and stretching out his legs. He looked very much like a dog, just as at ease here as anywhere on the mountain.
"How can you look so calm?" Ulric said, smiling in spite of himself. He spoke his thoughts out loud, forgetting there was any understanding behind Timothy's eyes at all. Then he paused, and as Timothy was content only to blink at him, he continued with his thoughts. "How did you find this place?" He asked. "How is it that you know so much and can remember nothing of your former life?"Pondering, Ulric looked back. Between the gap in the trees he saw Reknab Bend faraway.
"I wonder where you came from..." he murmured as if to himself. "Is there anyone looking for you?""Why?"
The sound startled Ulric. He turned around immediately to see anyone. No one but the black wolf was there. Ulric blinked his eyes and searched again. When he looked at the black wolf again, he noticed it was looking at him with its head was raised, and a strange keenness in its eyes.
"Because that's what family does, Timothy." Ulric spoke slowly, still unsure who had spoken.
"Just because they look for you, doesn't mean they'd look for me."
Ulric's eyes widened. Timothy's canid mouth had expressed the words. Ulric was taken aback. He could find no words to debunk the wolf's statement, and simply stammered "Why not? Why wouldn't they?"
The black wolf stood up and jumped down from the rocks. It came forward with his head down and his ears erect. Instinctively Ulric took a step back.
"Because they left me." The black wolf said, unfeeling. "They wanted me to die."
Ulric felt his heart beating suddenly. He stared into the eyes of the wolf, waiting, uncertain. Timothy stopped a few feet from him. For a short moment, Ulric did not know whether to speak or prepare to change forms. But Timothy knew that Ulric couldn't change his form. He could sense Ulric's weakness. Ulric was as vulnerable as an ordinary human being.
At length, Ulric replied.
"No," He said courageously. "No. Your family loves you."
Ulric felt a strange surge burning in his chest when he said it. It was the curious feeling one gets when they know something is true without having seen it for themselves. If Timothy felt the same feeling, he regarded it differently. In an instant a strange sort of wrath took hold of his eyes and his teeth flashed! He growled viciously at Ulric."Why aren't they here then?!" Timothy yelled out loud.
Ulric flinched. He didn't know how to answer. The fervor that burned in his heart left him speechless. His arms and legs began trembling.
Timothy took a step forward. Ulric was afraid. What could he say to pacify the insatiable hunger in Timothy's eyes?
"I don't know!" Ulric cried out suddenly and desperately.Timothy took another step forward, and just as quickly his ears pinned back, ready to leap! Then, suddenly, he became a coward and ran away! He fled back up the rocks and curled up like a fox or a trembling child.
Ulric raised his eyes in alarm. He turned around to see what had frightened the wolf away, and saw Alpha Kratos with Logan behind him!
Having climbed so high, and now having a great view of the town and the southern landscape, Ulric was inclined to rest awhile. It was a beautiful place Timothy had brought him to - surrounded by the bouncing white flowers as the wind steadily blew over him and the clouds crawled under him. The tips of the pine trees only just poking out of the misty white ploom. It was a picturesque scene of tranquility, and yet as solemn almost as a sad fairy tale. The flowers, glorious in bloom, appeared to the human eye as weeping. It reminded Ulric that somewhere on the mountain a woman and her child were lost, and possibly in dire circumstances on his account.
When Ulric looked back to the trail, he found Timothy laying on a boulder above it, splaying his neck over the rock and stretching out his legs. He looked very much like a dog, just as at ease here as anywhere on the mountain.
"How can you look so calm?" Ulric said, smiling in spite of himself. He spoke his thoughts out loud, forgetting there was any understanding behind Timothy's eyes at all. Then he paused, and as Timothy was content only to blink at him, he continued with his thoughts. "How did you find this place?" He asked. "How is it that you know so much and can remember nothing of your former life?"
Pondering, Ulric looked back. Between the gap in the trees he saw Reknab Bend faraway.
"I wonder where you came from..." he murmured as if to himself. "Is there anyone looking for you?"
"Why?"
The sound startled Ulric. He turned around immediately to see anyone. No one but the black wolf was there. Ulric blinked his eyes and searched again. When he looked at the black wolf again, he noticed it was looking at him with its head was raised, and a strange keenness in its eyes.
"Because that's what family does, Timothy." Ulric spoke slowly, still unsure who had spoken.
"Just because they look for you, doesn't mean they'd look for me."
Ulric's eyes widened. Timothy's canid mouth had expressed the words. Ulric was taken aback. He could find no words to debunk the wolf's statement, and simply stammered "Why not? Why wouldn't they?"
The black wolf stood up and jumped down from the rocks. It came forward with his head down and his ears erect. Instinctively Ulric took a step back.
"Because they left me." The black wolf said, unfeeling. "They wanted me to die."
Ulric felt his heart beating suddenly. He stared into the eyes of the wolf, waiting, uncertain. Timothy stopped a few feet from him. For a short moment, Ulric did not know whether to speak or prepare to change forms. But Timothy knew that Ulric couldn't change his form. He could sense Ulric's weakness. Ulric was as vulnerable as an ordinary human being.
At length, Ulric replied.
"No," He said courageously. "No. Your family loves you."
Ulric felt a strange surge burning in his chest when he said it. It was the curious feeling one gets when they know something is true without having seen it for themselves. If Timothy felt the same feeling, he regarded it differently. In an instant a strange sort of wrath took hold of his eyes and his teeth flashed! He growled viciously at Ulric.
"Why aren't they here then?!" Timothy yelled out loud.
Ulric flinched. He didn't know how to answer. The fervor that burned in his heart left him speechless. His arms and legs began trembling.
Timothy took a step forward. Ulric was afraid. What could he say to pacify the insatiable hunger in Timothy's eyes?
"I don't know!" Ulric cried out suddenly and desperately.
Timothy took another step forward, and just as quickly his ears pinned back, ready to leap! Then, suddenly, he became a coward and ran away! He fled back up the rocks and curled up like a fox or a trembling child.
Ulric raised his eyes in alarm. He turned around to see what had frightened the wolf away, and saw Alpha Kratos with Logan behind him!
Quote from Adriana on April 2, 2020, 11:41 amLogan debated internally for a while about saying anything at all upon their arrival. She inspected Ulric briefly, before standing to her full height and looking out over the range with her ears erect. They swiveled backwards when she at last exhaled a long breath.
“I made a choice to believe that of my blood family-they left to save me. I do not know, only, I have done the same of those who loved me, I have left them behind to save them... When there is love there is also pain, sometimes. It is made better by trust. That is to say... you do not understand trust-you do not trust even those who spill their blood to defend you.” Logan rolled her shoulder loosely and continued, “It was told to me, you will have your fears all days, how-ever you are not to live in them. The beasts that we see and become are born from fear. You will turn in to your own demon, if you let yourself to it. But, we are different. I do not see things the same way as you. Maybe I am talking to the sky only.”
Logan debated internally for a while about saying anything at all upon their arrival. She inspected Ulric briefly, before standing to her full height and looking out over the range with her ears erect. They swiveled backwards when she at last exhaled a long breath.
“I made a choice to believe that of my blood family-they left to save me. I do not know, only, I have done the same of those who loved me, I have left them behind to save them... When there is love there is also pain, sometimes. It is made better by trust. That is to say... you do not understand trust-you do not trust even those who spill their blood to defend you.” Logan rolled her shoulder loosely and continued, “It was told to me, you will have your fears all days, how-ever you are not to live in them. The beasts that we see and become are born from fear. You will turn in to your own demon, if you let yourself to it. But, we are different. I do not see things the same way as you. Maybe I am talking to the sky only.”
Quote from Mae on April 3, 2020, 7:44 pmAs far as Timothy was concerned, Logan might well have been talking to the sky - leastways, he gave no indication that he understood for even heard her. But Ulric looked both relieved and overjoyed to see the her.
Kratos observed Timothy hiding on the rock, and turned an ear in Logan's direction while she spoke. He seemed skeptical of the lecture she was giving but said nothing himself. Instead, he surveyed the surroundings in an aloof manner.
Ulric noticed that Logan was hurt as she rolled her shoulders. It was a recent injury. It must have happened last night, but Ulric could not remember having seen it. "Did you...get hurt on his behalf, Logan?" Ulric half mumbled, half spoke, with his chin pointed down and his eyes up at her.
Before she could answer, however, Kratos loudly interrupted.
"You might as well come down, Timothy. I could reach you within a inch if I wanted to - and if you're afraid of someone else you're much safer on the ground with me."
Timothy said nothing. He stayed curled up on his rock, giving no indication that he heard or comprehended anything.
Kratos waited only a moment before he looked at Ulric.
"I question your sense of judgement." He said. "Following Timothy once put you in danger and brought about heartache for a great many of your pack members. Following him the second time will not yield better results. I have already had to turn aside from matters now in progress which will have many consequences for our pack."Ulric's face flushed red. "I didn't ask you to come after me, Kratos. I have to see if she's alright."
"Its an ignorant stupid thing to blindly help someone who does not want your help, especially if they would rather kill you. You are not the wounded animal in this instance, but you are not the first to be killed in attempting to save one."
"It's my fault!" Ulric lost his grip suddenly and his voice rang on the rocks. "I told her I wouldn't hurt her. I told her that and then I did! I hurt her, I hurt her child - I have to make it right, Kratos!"
The Alpha was not impressed by Ulric's display of emotion. But he spoke calmly. "She is dead, Ulric."
Ulric felt his heart stop beating. His face became suddenly pale. "No..." He shook his head in disbelief. "No, she's not. You're lying."
"She may very well be. You can be comforted in that it was not your doing. She climbed this mountain with a badly injured leg, an injury caused by another..." Kratos said. He turned and looked at Timothy. Ulric followed his gaze and began to realize.
When Kratos looked at Ulric again, he continued solemnly. "I found her last night while tracking you. I doubt very greatly that she made it through the night."
Ulric was silent for some time.
At length, the young man lifted his head and looked at his elder brother earnestly. "What about the little boy?" He said. "Kratos, if Timothy was the one that did it, then she's our responsibility. And last night...I think.."
Here, Ulric had much trouble getting out the words. "I think I hurt her son last night."Kratos did little to subdue Ulric's fears. He looked in the direction Timothy had intended to lead the young man.
"Then," Kratos said. "It is very likely he will be a werewolf if he survives."
As far as Timothy was concerned, Logan might well have been talking to the sky - leastways, he gave no indication that he understood for even heard her. But Ulric looked both relieved and overjoyed to see the her.
Kratos observed Timothy hiding on the rock, and turned an ear in Logan's direction while she spoke. He seemed skeptical of the lecture she was giving but said nothing himself. Instead, he surveyed the surroundings in an aloof manner.
Ulric noticed that Logan was hurt as she rolled her shoulders. It was a recent injury. It must have happened last night, but Ulric could not remember having seen it. "Did you...get hurt on his behalf, Logan?" Ulric half mumbled, half spoke, with his chin pointed down and his eyes up at her.
Before she could answer, however, Kratos loudly interrupted.
"You might as well come down, Timothy. I could reach you within a inch if I wanted to - and if you're afraid of someone else you're much safer on the ground with me."
Timothy said nothing. He stayed curled up on his rock, giving no indication that he heard or comprehended anything.
Kratos waited only a moment before he looked at Ulric.
"I question your sense of judgement." He said. "Following Timothy once put you in danger and brought about heartache for a great many of your pack members. Following him the second time will not yield better results. I have already had to turn aside from matters now in progress which will have many consequences for our pack."
Ulric's face flushed red. "I didn't ask you to come after me, Kratos. I have to see if she's alright."
"Its an ignorant stupid thing to blindly help someone who does not want your help, especially if they would rather kill you. You are not the wounded animal in this instance, but you are not the first to be killed in attempting to save one."
"It's my fault!" Ulric lost his grip suddenly and his voice rang on the rocks. "I told her I wouldn't hurt her. I told her that and then I did! I hurt her, I hurt her child - I have to make it right, Kratos!"
The Alpha was not impressed by Ulric's display of emotion. But he spoke calmly. "She is dead, Ulric."
Ulric felt his heart stop beating. His face became suddenly pale. "No..." He shook his head in disbelief. "No, she's not. You're lying."
"She may very well be. You can be comforted in that it was not your doing. She climbed this mountain with a badly injured leg, an injury caused by another..." Kratos said. He turned and looked at Timothy. Ulric followed his gaze and began to realize.
When Kratos looked at Ulric again, he continued solemnly. "I found her last night while tracking you. I doubt very greatly that she made it through the night."
Ulric was silent for some time.
At length, the young man lifted his head and looked at his elder brother earnestly. "What about the little boy?" He said. "Kratos, if Timothy was the one that did it, then she's our responsibility. And last night...I think.."
Here, Ulric had much trouble getting out the words. "I think I hurt her son last night."
Kratos did little to subdue Ulric's fears. He looked in the direction Timothy had intended to lead the young man.
"Then," Kratos said. "It is very likely he will be a werewolf if he survives."
Quote from Adriana on April 3, 2020, 8:14 pm“Zbytočné slová.”
Logan said only in a quiet whisper when she had finished, then held her peace throughout Kratos and Ulrics exchange. She was crouched on the balls if her feet with her broad back facing them. Her ears were erect and eyes ever on the valley below. No emotion was portrayed on her face.
“Zbytočné slová.”
Logan said only in a quiet whisper when she had finished, then held her peace throughout Kratos and Ulrics exchange. She was crouched on the balls if her feet with her broad back facing them. Her ears were erect and eyes ever on the valley below. No emotion was portrayed on her face.
Quote from Mae on April 9, 2020, 12:47 amLogan was not alone in her sentiments. Seldom at any time did Timothy engage in conversation. Perhaps he never understood words well enough in his second form to use them, or maybe he never found a way to make them serve the purpose of his fear-driven mind. Either way, more than once he thought to himself "Words are useless."
Time would tell, however, what use he had for words. Timothy slowly rose from the rock where he was coiled while staring hard at the back of Logan's head. The white of his eyes showed from under his brows, but he kept his head low and his smitten tail tucked. "It wasn't me." He said, trembling. "I did not forsake the pack."
Ulric looked up and knit his brows together. "What?" He said, confused.
Kratos simply turned his ear back in Timothy's direction.
"Who made the trade?" Timothy said. "In the mountains. In the woods when no one was watching."
Then Timothy's eyes turned on Ulric in a flash. "I did well!" He barked from his perch. "I obeyed. I defended. I did well, Kratos!"
He looked between Ulric and Kratos wildly.Ulric glanced at his brother's face. He could not read his expression. Then he looked at Logan, confused and bewildered.
Timothy growled with a dangerous light in his eyes. "Ask her what she did." He said, pacing on the rock. "Ask her."
Logan was not alone in her sentiments. Seldom at any time did Timothy engage in conversation. Perhaps he never understood words well enough in his second form to use them, or maybe he never found a way to make them serve the purpose of his fear-driven mind. Either way, more than once he thought to himself "Words are useless."
Time would tell, however, what use he had for words. Timothy slowly rose from the rock where he was coiled while staring hard at the back of Logan's head. The white of his eyes showed from under his brows, but he kept his head low and his smitten tail tucked. "It wasn't me." He said, trembling. "I did not forsake the pack."
Ulric looked up and knit his brows together. "What?" He said, confused.
Kratos simply turned his ear back in Timothy's direction.
"Who made the trade?" Timothy said. "In the mountains. In the woods when no one was watching."
Then Timothy's eyes turned on Ulric in a flash. "I did well!" He barked from his perch. "I obeyed. I defended. I did well, Kratos!"
He looked between Ulric and Kratos wildly.
Ulric glanced at his brother's face. He could not read his expression. Then he looked at Logan, confused and bewildered.
Timothy growled with a dangerous light in his eyes. "Ask her what she did." He said, pacing on the rock. "Ask her."
Quote from Adriana on April 9, 2020, 2:45 pmA change came over Logan's countenance. Her eyes widened for a moment, then narrowed, but her gaze was ever fixed in the distance. Silence proceeded over them. The woman recalled a time when she had only briefly tried to confess her mistake to Kratos, but was silenced-the time and place was not right then. Why hadn't she again attempted to say anything all this time - was she afraid? After all - was it not because of her that their enemies roamed into the territory to take Ulric and threaten the pack? In that regard... perhaps she was responsible too for their spending many months in the mountains, to evade the eye of pursuers.
The feeling was unmistakable. Deep seated, yet stirred to life by Timothy's words, there was a well of guilt and fear. It twisted in her stomach, made her heart heavy, and her limbs light with adrenaline.
"You are right." she stated, still then unmoving. Then she rose up in height and turned around, intentionally meeting Kratos' eyes.
"He is right." she said now to the Alpha. Her voice had a leveled calm, overly composed even. Unlike herself, Logan wanted to hide her eyes and turn her back away, but in the admission of a cowardly act, and what could only be seen as a grave injustice, it was the least she could to maintain dignity.
"In the summer, I was alone in the forest. That is what I thought.. I was found, by a man who belongs to another pack. I did not understand then - no... maybe I did. He asked me things," she looked to Ulric deliberately, "about you, I think... then, I called you Little Alpha. I could not remember, every thing was like a dream-still I cannot remember, every thing is.." distorted, convoluted, blurry-she was given enough tranquilizer to knock out a horse, and even now she didn't understand why she was asleep.
"It does not matter, any way. There is no reason, I was afraid he would kill some one I knew. I remember the fear. What was said-with it, they found us. It is alone my fault, and I have been a coward." she finished with her eyes fixed on Kratos' stare. If Logan ever felt small, it was now.
"A liar, and a coward - Timothy is right, he has done more to defend this pack than have I. He is trying, for what it is worth. I have caused only pain. I can not speak of trust.."
A change came over Logan's countenance. Her eyes widened for a moment, then narrowed, but her gaze was ever fixed in the distance. Silence proceeded over them. The woman recalled a time when she had only briefly tried to confess her mistake to Kratos, but was silenced-the time and place was not right then. Why hadn't she again attempted to say anything all this time - was she afraid? After all - was it not because of her that their enemies roamed into the territory to take Ulric and threaten the pack? In that regard... perhaps she was responsible too for their spending many months in the mountains, to evade the eye of pursuers.
The feeling was unmistakable. Deep seated, yet stirred to life by Timothy's words, there was a well of guilt and fear. It twisted in her stomach, made her heart heavy, and her limbs light with adrenaline.
"You are right." she stated, still then unmoving. Then she rose up in height and turned around, intentionally meeting Kratos' eyes.
"He is right." she said now to the Alpha. Her voice had a leveled calm, overly composed even. Unlike herself, Logan wanted to hide her eyes and turn her back away, but in the admission of a cowardly act, and what could only be seen as a grave injustice, it was the least she could to maintain dignity.
"In the summer, I was alone in the forest. That is what I thought.. I was found, by a man who belongs to another pack. I did not understand then - no... maybe I did. He asked me things," she looked to Ulric deliberately, "about you, I think... then, I called you Little Alpha. I could not remember, every thing was like a dream-still I cannot remember, every thing is.." distorted, convoluted, blurry-she was given enough tranquilizer to knock out a horse, and even now she didn't understand why she was asleep.
"It does not matter, any way. There is no reason, I was afraid he would kill some one I knew. I remember the fear. What was said-with it, they found us. It is alone my fault, and I have been a coward." she finished with her eyes fixed on Kratos' stare. If Logan ever felt small, it was now.
"A liar, and a coward - Timothy is right, he has done more to defend this pack than have I. He is trying, for what it is worth. I have caused only pain. I can not speak of trust.."
Quote from Mae on April 11, 2020, 2:32 amUlric kept his eyes fixed on Logan. He let her words sink in.
"They... blackmailed you?"
It was the only thing Ulric could think to say. He was trying to understand, but Logan's broken English, and his own broken heart made understanding difficult. Still, what she said with her eyes and her heart was more than enough.
"Logan." He said solemnly. "It's not your fault. That's just the way the Svalnaglas are..."
Ulric remembered a pleasant afternoon months ago when he was getting to know Logan for the first time. On that occasion, he told her as little as he could about his past. He never told her that he saw Diane dart into the cornfield that day before their race. He knew the Svalnaglas were coming for him even before Kratos warned him that the past would pursue "those that belong to it." Kratos had given him one charge when he called him to be a mediator; "Safeguard the welfare" of his pack members. Logan must have had her encounter that same day - the day the hunters came. If only Ulric said something. Logan might've been prepared for her first encounter with the stranger, and spared the second - the memory of which still haunted him.
Ulric felt his heart sink.
"I owe you an explanation." He said, his voice failing to conceal the sorrow he felt. "Kratos told me my past would come looking for me. I didn't mean for you to get tangled up in it. ""That's why I left the Svalnaglas..."
"I was adopted by Resme and Abravious, but it was Beta Talkane who found me. I had no where else to go. Abravious didn't want me. He knew. Abravious knew why they wanted him to take me." Ulric spoke every word with a gravity.
"The Svalnaglas is run on the back of factions," he said. " - packs within one mega pack - all related or created by blood. Each faction has its own purpose in keeping the rest alive. Beta Talkane's faction is suppose to protect the pack. They hunt loners and trespassers, and ... sometimes they leave the territory. Talkane doesn't work in childcare. Talkane is a death-dealer. His faction slaughters other packs."
"The faction leaders don't trust Abravious anymore, but they can't lead the Svalnaglas without an alpha. I don't look anything like them. Whatever pack I'm from doesn't exist anymore. They gave me to Abravious and Resme because they wanted me to replace him. They wanted me to be their 'Little Alpha' so they could get rid of him."
Ulric kept his eyes fixed on Logan. He let her words sink in.
"They... blackmailed you?"
It was the only thing Ulric could think to say. He was trying to understand, but Logan's broken English, and his own broken heart made understanding difficult. Still, what she said with her eyes and her heart was more than enough.
"Logan." He said solemnly. "It's not your fault. That's just the way the Svalnaglas are..."
Ulric remembered a pleasant afternoon months ago when he was getting to know Logan for the first time. On that occasion, he told her as little as he could about his past. He never told her that he saw Diane dart into the cornfield that day before their race. He knew the Svalnaglas were coming for him even before Kratos warned him that the past would pursue "those that belong to it." Kratos had given him one charge when he called him to be a mediator; "Safeguard the welfare" of his pack members. Logan must have had her encounter that same day - the day the hunters came. If only Ulric said something. Logan might've been prepared for her first encounter with the stranger, and spared the second - the memory of which still haunted him.
Ulric felt his heart sink.
"I owe you an explanation." He said, his voice failing to conceal the sorrow he felt. "Kratos told me my past would come looking for me. I didn't mean for you to get tangled up in it. "
"That's why I left the Svalnaglas..."
"I was adopted by Resme and Abravious, but it was Beta Talkane who found me. I had no where else to go. Abravious didn't want me. He knew. Abravious knew why they wanted him to take me." Ulric spoke every word with a gravity.
"The Svalnaglas is run on the back of factions," he said. " - packs within one mega pack - all related or created by blood. Each faction has its own purpose in keeping the rest alive. Beta Talkane's faction is suppose to protect the pack. They hunt loners and trespassers, and ... sometimes they leave the territory. Talkane doesn't work in childcare. Talkane is a death-dealer. His faction slaughters other packs."
"The faction leaders don't trust Abravious anymore, but they can't lead the Svalnaglas without an alpha. I don't look anything like them. Whatever pack I'm from doesn't exist anymore. They gave me to Abravious and Resme because they wanted me to replace him. They wanted me to be their 'Little Alpha' so they could get rid of him."
Quote from Adriana on April 11, 2020, 4:44 pmLogan listened to Ulric's words carefully. While the names of the Svalnaglas and certain details wouldn't commit to memory then and there, she understood the meaning behind the words and began to make connections, although still vague in nature. A bigger picture was however starting to form.
Her eyes leveled softly on Ulric, and she gave a single shake of her head. "Hm.. let me say this... Remember also that anyone who cannot control themselves, will be controlled by others - for their benefit and the benefit of those around them." she stated, popping her shoulders each in turn when she finished. "That is what you said to me, when I first came here... it was to me, a good truth. It is on a tree, near the cabin. I let him control me, and that is not easy for me to say. Do not try to lighten my actions."
Logan was sometimes dense as to certain matters, but she didn't forget easily. With that matter set aside, she settled her eyes on Kratos.
"Why did Abravious not choose his son to become Alpha?" she asked with genuine curiosity, and raised her jaw somewhat in Kratos' direction.
Logan listened to Ulric's words carefully. While the names of the Svalnaglas and certain details wouldn't commit to memory then and there, she understood the meaning behind the words and began to make connections, although still vague in nature. A bigger picture was however starting to form.
Her eyes leveled softly on Ulric, and she gave a single shake of her head. "Hm.. let me say this... Remember also that anyone who cannot control themselves, will be controlled by others - for their benefit and the benefit of those around them." she stated, popping her shoulders each in turn when she finished. "That is what you said to me, when I first came here... it was to me, a good truth. It is on a tree, near the cabin. I let him control me, and that is not easy for me to say. Do not try to lighten my actions."
Logan was sometimes dense as to certain matters, but she didn't forget easily. With that matter set aside, she settled her eyes on Kratos.
"Why did Abravious not choose his son to become Alpha?" she asked with genuine curiosity, and raised her jaw somewhat in Kratos' direction.
Quote from Mae on April 16, 2020, 12:39 amUlric felt wrongly chastised and fell silent without contest. He looked drearily between the Alpha and Logan, knowing the answer to the question, but not feeling it his place to say.
Kratos lowered his head. As his shoulders rose above his ears and his eyes became level with Logan, a sense of danger briefly moved though the air.
"A curious question." He seemed to say, though he said nothing at all. His ear swiveled back and his head followed. He looked over his shoulder at Timothy, - that beaten, scraggly dog that a moment ago appeared cornered and desperate. - Now, Timothy was perched on his rock with his head up and his ears forward, looking the picture of nature's disheveled majesty.
"You brat." Kratos laughed the words, a deep-throated growling laugh that rumbled under his tone. "Your design is nothing if not cunning, Timothy. I wonder how much you planned, or if it was merely an attempt to divert our attention from you. Clever boy, though you are a coward."
Ulric felt wrongly chastised and fell silent without contest. He looked drearily between the Alpha and Logan, knowing the answer to the question, but not feeling it his place to say.
Kratos lowered his head. As his shoulders rose above his ears and his eyes became level with Logan, a sense of danger briefly moved though the air.
"A curious question." He seemed to say, though he said nothing at all. His ear swiveled back and his head followed. He looked over his shoulder at Timothy, - that beaten, scraggly dog that a moment ago appeared cornered and desperate. - Now, Timothy was perched on his rock with his head up and his ears forward, looking the picture of nature's disheveled majesty.
"You brat." Kratos laughed the words, a deep-throated growling laugh that rumbled under his tone. "Your design is nothing if not cunning, Timothy. I wonder how much you planned, or if it was merely an attempt to divert our attention from you. Clever boy, though you are a coward."
Quote from Adriana on April 16, 2020, 8:31 amIf there was a warning or threat to be considered, it was met with an even, hard stare. Her ear twitched irritably as Kratos belayed the inquiry. It was well that he discontinued Timothy's game, but the timing was convenient for him to do so.
Now she felt a whole plethora of things, none of which were comfortable. Her stomach had a deep rooted pang, her limbs were weary still, her senses were null, and she had been both vulnerable and disregarded within the last few moments. She hardly felt sorry for herself, that wasn't her usual way - but her anger was steadily rising and her patience steadily falling.
"I am going," she said, slouching and then falling on all four, "to look for the others." her own gaze was fixed steadfast ahead on the path she began to take away from the men, her ears erect and eyes having become sharp.
If there was a warning or threat to be considered, it was met with an even, hard stare. Her ear twitched irritably as Kratos belayed the inquiry. It was well that he discontinued Timothy's game, but the timing was convenient for him to do so.
Now she felt a whole plethora of things, none of which were comfortable. Her stomach had a deep rooted pang, her limbs were weary still, her senses were null, and she had been both vulnerable and disregarded within the last few moments. She hardly felt sorry for herself, that wasn't her usual way - but her anger was steadily rising and her patience steadily falling.
"I am going," she said, slouching and then falling on all four, "to look for the others." her own gaze was fixed steadfast ahead on the path she began to take away from the men, her ears erect and eyes having become sharp.
