[M] - I was prepared to take it all

Itachi Lykoi · 01-03-2011, 10:08 AM

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The youth’s chin rose slightly in quiet acknowledgement as the pixie girl echoed the name of his pack. The casual ceremony that had occurred when he had joined Anathema’s ranks had made an impression on him as it had thrown the first chain of capture over him. It was a clever thing they did, exchanging blood and becoming family though blood, though in an abstract manner. Itachi’s blood could always be traced back to the Inferni clan and the family that ruled it, but his blood had denied him now. Half lidded eyes watched her eyes pursuit the direction of his new home, watched them return to him eventually along with delicate words and a sweet smile that he did not associate with the clan at all.

Did she seem too innocent and fizzy for the minority group? The boy could learn to appreciate her lovely nature, but would the clan? Perhaps he had a distorted understanding of his own family. The prince resisted a shrug, for it did not matter anymore what he knew or did not know of her faction. As long as Gabriel de le Poer was Aquila of the clan, Itachi would remain an exile, and did not doubt that he could risk losing his life if he drew too close to Inferni’s borders. Her home’s sound rang well in his wolfen ears, nostalgia sprinkling over him again and he found it to be unfair. Fingers brushed—swiped against the pattern where the smudge of dust from the window within the cabin still visibly clung to his agile form.

”I have,” the young Prince of betrayal admitted, though left it at that. He was careful not to let the mask slip, but knew that there was not much about his person that he would need to hide in order to remain an innocent stranger in the girl’s eyes. The sea within him remained calm, and she should not be able to tip it over and cause salty storms. It was not an easy task to stand against her charms, for they were probably aware of his lack of immunity both by now. While her fur seemed silky and smooth as it lay finely over her skin, his held richer volume and drew warmth from expertise brought down by arctic ancestors. He did not know how wicket his blood’s secrets truly were, but he knew that it provided him with a lean chance of survival, even dressed with solitude and harsh climate.

Lovely blue orbs obtained no hints of foul play, not even an echo of suspicion. Perhaps she was as he; able to hide a certain amount of her index away from her figure, and if that was the case, he was well fooled. Eyes and face could not betray him if thoughts and concerns were not present, and his name and birth place had been shoved into a dark corner. The surface of his mind was black and unmoving, and once content had been swallowed by the depths, it was a quest to retrieve them. The nameless girl had already given him the answer to his bold suspicion, but he did not know which way they were related. It did not matter either, for family overall had never managed to create vivid ties of affection and belonging within his flawed core.

The golden boy pondered about her heart; of what wonders existed there to create desire to belong with the rest of her blood. Itachi was lonely in his current life, but only because the creatures around him were strangers. This would change and he would have a new place to belong. The blood did not matter, though his eyes found her familiar traits that much more lovely. Perhaps that was a part of the unfamiliar attraction he experienced. Smile remained at her quiet admittance, but his mind had not travelled further than that. Her words caused them to, however, and he had to wonder if he was to take this as a suggestion, perhaps an invite to introduce intimacy. The thought was hollow and unfinished in his head, and he could feel some stiffness return to his form, though he assumed his still stance would not reveal this to her.

His breath was slim and silent as he looked to her orbs, his smile still apparent on lips, though seemed almost uncomfortable in its position. ”I am,” he admitted, drawing the smile up to vividly hued eyes instead, wondering what kind of creature this canine would turn out to be. He remained somewhat awkward socially, but he lacked only experience, and this was a weakness that was likely to cease to be in the close future, as the slim caves made it harder to slither away from his new pack mates. It was necessary for him to fit in to survive now, as it could no longer be taken for granted that someone would take care of a stranger child. Not that this was needed anymore, for he was quickly growing into a young adult and would decide on which path he wished to follow. Alliances should never be underestimated though, and he could always need something to fall back on.

”Uhm, we could try to do something about it?” he slowly suggested, adding more calm in his masculine voice despite feeling uncertainty linger. He did not wish for her to freeze, though wondered why he was out here in the cold if her natural coat lacked the capacity to keep her body at a comfortable temperature. Gaze travelled over to the empty entrance to the house’s sad innards, but although this was a place that definitely had been raided several times already, but those who searched sometimes found. The young Lykoi did not turn and dive into the hole of the meagre human structure though, and he was kept in place by silky blue orbs. His mind belonged to a young, inexperienced soul, and though he possessed unnatural tendencies, he remained blank on various pages.

Fingers sought together and he rubbed his palms against each other, though the weather was not too cold for his more robust form. He could always have lent her his warmth, but physical contact was something that had seemed to him to belong to those in family… which she was, right? A new layer of intensity fell over orbs of battling red and purple as he considered these sinful thoughts, but there was not enough motivation to form action.

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