08-13-2009, 10:40 PM
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The young boy definitely took after Savina. The dark coloured coat, but he had his fathers eyes. Kansas and Jazper never really talked, they just existed. Purhaps one day they would talk about Jazper's break down. Ever since that day in the library he felt a strange jealousy of Kansas. H never had to worry about the heat, he never had to worry about hunting in the winter season, he had a beautiful mate, and a even more gorgeous family. He had everything the larger black male wanted and it didn't make sense! He was bigger, stronger, more educated, more sympathetic, had been around Crimson Dreams longer. Staring back at the boy he almost felt anger towards his blue eyes but it quickly faded as he regarded his body language. The pups tail was wiggling back and forth, his rear following wildly. It was really quite adorable.
Sitting under the tree allowed the dark Knight a brief release form the summer sun's heat. He took in the excited boys expression as he simply asked a question. What was that indeed. Raising his right hand up he pulled the silver sword out of the leather sheath and placed it on his lap. "Careful with this Gotham. This is a sword, it's used to help protect someone from another. Hopefully I'll never have to use it but its good to carry around anyway." He wondered if the boy understood the concept of someone attacking the pack or himself. Was that even a reality in his mind? The sword was about the length of his arm, shining with a silver handle. His favourite part of the weapon was the oval ruby somehow molded just above the handle. It made the sword look elegant in a way, a contrast form the simple silver design. Regarding the small boy once more he voiced his thoughts, "You sure are your parents son. Your mums color and your dad's eyes." Maybe he'd end up more like Savina.
The young boy definitely took after Savina. The dark coloured coat, but he had his fathers eyes. Kansas and Jazper never really talked, they just existed. Purhaps one day they would talk about Jazper's break down. Ever since that day in the library he felt a strange jealousy of Kansas. H never had to worry about the heat, he never had to worry about hunting in the winter season, he had a beautiful mate, and a even more gorgeous family. He had everything the larger black male wanted and it didn't make sense! He was bigger, stronger, more educated, more sympathetic, had been around Crimson Dreams longer. Staring back at the boy he almost felt anger towards his blue eyes but it quickly faded as he regarded his body language. The pups tail was wiggling back and forth, his rear following wildly. It was really quite adorable.
Sitting under the tree allowed the dark Knight a brief release form the summer sun's heat. He took in the excited boys expression as he simply asked a question. What was that indeed. Raising his right hand up he pulled the silver sword out of the leather sheath and placed it on his lap. "Careful with this Gotham. This is a sword, it's used to help protect someone from another. Hopefully I'll never have to use it but its good to carry around anyway." He wondered if the boy understood the concept of someone attacking the pack or himself. Was that even a reality in his mind? The sword was about the length of his arm, shining with a silver handle. His favourite part of the weapon was the oval ruby somehow molded just above the handle. It made the sword look elegant in a way, a contrast form the simple silver design. Regarding the small boy once more he voiced his thoughts, "You sure are your parents son. Your mums color and your dad's eyes." Maybe he'd end up more like Savina.
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