sswm 489[/html]She had wished to believe the silver shaded Centurion; the words she had spoken, emphasising that a child was a gift no matter the way it was brought into the world. Things had been pushed on the copper coloured woman in the wrong order, however, and she knew that there was a major part of her that would always possess doubt and reluctance about this child. There was love as well, but it was not the fleeting, throbbing blush of emotion that pushed her over whenever she thought about a particular hue of blue. What existed for Itachi was a deep, instinctual, mandatory emotion, rock solid, but not as vivid and delicious as the other. Ruby turned to the little child and soft fingers followed as she brushed the top of his skull, her fingers gliding along the smooth, golden fur of his. It was just that every time she saw her son, she was only reminded of what had happened to her, and it was hard to bear.
Large audits twitched as she spoke. The Lykoi princess resisted a fleeting urge to shrug at those words. She could always consider setting them straight, but the dirty truth was that she could not stand some of the individuals she had most recently met. Halo did not even know that Sepirah had been a warrior in training, because it had never been revealed at the scene where the Triarii had ended up spitting at the dark woman’s face. Her half-sibling seemed to be only half sane, unable to distinguish wolves and coyotes from another. Absolutely every goddamn thing the Samael child had said had annoyed the warrior, and there simply was not enough patience in her to deal with such an arrogant brat. ”They lack respect for the hierarchy; for what we do,” the auburn woman muttered, reluctant to add a title and face to the discussion by fetching the dark woman’s stupid name.
It was true though. The girl had failed to treat a superior with respect from the moment they met, and the ruby eyed fighter had a hard time to accept open obedience, especially when heavily seasoned with bold ignorance. It meant that she was unable to appreciate the choices that her leaders did, and Halo had issues with those who had issues with the clan’s leader, no matter how vague. A smile dribbled onto her lips at the last words from her leader and mother. It warmed, and it made her proud to know that the legendary woman thought so highly of her. It was what she had wished all her life. There had been gruesome obstacles placed in her path to glory, but she could taste the gold on her tongue now. The princess was no longer a nobody without ties, and she had barely begun. ”I only wish to serve,” she replied, duty as much a part of her as anything.
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