11-30-2010, 04:02 PM
OOC: I think it's done. Maybe down the road in a few month and or after Jefferson gets a bit more faith in Noah we could do another sex...I mean thread.
WC:300+
IC:
The silver male watched Jefferson. The brown sable leaders words where always so harsh, but Noah was willing to take it he knew he could learn something from how Jefferson was so cold and yet felt no shame in the scars that covered his face and body. Noah new he need to no longer worry about if his father lurked in the shadows or if he was just around the corner. Noah glared at the male as he pushed Noah to say something again, surely this Jefferson wasn’t going to really throw Noah out if he acted as brave as his mother, or as loyal to a mission as his father? No of course he wouldn’t. Surely he meant if he saw the destructive behaviorism that his father has come out in him, or the free spirit that his mother has. So he had a rank and a place to stay, the male asked the grey male if he understood what he was saying, lifting his head up looking at him he gave a nod. What else could the Sawtooth male do? He hated how he degraded his mother and snapped at ever one, but that must have been his style.
What was he going to do? The leader asked him, what could he do? He knew he would have to work twice as hard as any member to prove that he wasn’t his father, nor was he his mother. The male lowered his head back down, as he shook his head. The male was just going to let him go about insulting everything and hating everything. He got what he wanted to know out of this male. The Sawtooth male bowed down to the brown male, gathering him-self back up the male looked eye to eye with the male as he turned around and limped away. That was what he was going to do, he was going to start his mission to figure out what happened to his father.
WC:300+
IC:
The silver male watched Jefferson. The brown sable leaders words where always so harsh, but Noah was willing to take it he knew he could learn something from how Jefferson was so cold and yet felt no shame in the scars that covered his face and body. Noah new he need to no longer worry about if his father lurked in the shadows or if he was just around the corner. Noah glared at the male as he pushed Noah to say something again, surely this Jefferson wasn’t going to really throw Noah out if he acted as brave as his mother, or as loyal to a mission as his father? No of course he wouldn’t. Surely he meant if he saw the destructive behaviorism that his father has come out in him, or the free spirit that his mother has. So he had a rank and a place to stay, the male asked the grey male if he understood what he was saying, lifting his head up looking at him he gave a nod. What else could the Sawtooth male do? He hated how he degraded his mother and snapped at ever one, but that must have been his style.
What was he going to do? The leader asked him, what could he do? He knew he would have to work twice as hard as any member to prove that he wasn’t his father, nor was he his mother. The male lowered his head back down, as he shook his head. The male was just going to let him go about insulting everything and hating everything. He got what he wanted to know out of this male. The Sawtooth male bowed down to the brown male, gathering him-self back up the male looked eye to eye with the male as he turned around and limped away. That was what he was going to do, he was going to start his mission to figure out what happened to his father.