12-23-2010, 08:55 PM
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It was slightly awkward for the ebony warrior to discuss Deirdre with Addison. Just knowing that Addison existed proved that his ex adoptive mother cared very little, if at all, for what use to be his home. As a matter of fact, it was getting difficult to tell if he even cared. It had been years now since he had last seen Dierdre and the depression he had once suffered from being family less was now long gone since Ghita had arrived at Crimson Dreams. His ears perked up as he was corrected. “Two?”
He questioned out loud, even though he knew the answer would be fast to follow. Tilting he head he took in the new fact: There was another girl. Although the news was rather shocking he quickly recovered in a wave of relief of knowing that she was safe from their mothers influence. “What's her name?”
The Knight wanted to be able to pick out the girl if he ever ran into her in the future.
Chuckling lightly he added, “We'll I've always wanted a family so a second litter with Ghita is just a bonus.”It was no surprise that Addison wasn't into pups. After all, Dierdre was into having them but not raising them, it was a wonder the girl didn't run screaming from the idea of becoming a mother figure. Who did she have to look up to for guidance? The name of the girl appeared in her conversation and he stashed it away, “Grace. That's a pretty name.” He complimented lightly as she continued chattering. Shaking his head slowly he simply couldn't believe that she had just let Addison leave with her child. No matter how bad of a parent you were it was your pup and you should love it enough to go after her. “The entire Rhiannon family is a little...strange. Your grandmother Deuce had the same anti-family gene as your mother. Rhiannon's just don't take responsibility very well.”
It was a sad truth, but a truth non the less. “How is the Valley and Jefferson?"
It was slightly awkward for the ebony warrior to discuss Deirdre with Addison. Just knowing that Addison existed proved that his ex adoptive mother cared very little, if at all, for what use to be his home. As a matter of fact, it was getting difficult to tell if he even cared. It had been years now since he had last seen Dierdre and the depression he had once suffered from being family less was now long gone since Ghita had arrived at Crimson Dreams. His ears perked up as he was corrected. “Two?”
He questioned out loud, even though he knew the answer would be fast to follow. Tilting he head he took in the new fact: There was another girl. Although the news was rather shocking he quickly recovered in a wave of relief of knowing that she was safe from their mothers influence. “What's her name?”
The Knight wanted to be able to pick out the girl if he ever ran into her in the future.
Chuckling lightly he added, “We'll I've always wanted a family so a second litter with Ghita is just a bonus.”It was no surprise that Addison wasn't into pups. After all, Dierdre was into having them but not raising them, it was a wonder the girl didn't run screaming from the idea of becoming a mother figure. Who did she have to look up to for guidance? The name of the girl appeared in her conversation and he stashed it away, “Grace. That's a pretty name.” He complimented lightly as she continued chattering. Shaking his head slowly he simply couldn't believe that she had just let Addison leave with her child. No matter how bad of a parent you were it was your pup and you should love it enough to go after her. “The entire Rhiannon family is a little...strange. Your grandmother Deuce had the same anti-family gene as your mother. Rhiannon's just don't take responsibility very well.”
It was a sad truth, but a truth non the less. “How is the Valley and Jefferson?"