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indent Had Gabriel known that Haku was claiming ignorance, he would have spat in his face. There was no excuse for doing what he had done. That took time, patience, persistence. Fits of madness he could understand, but his were very different. Gabriel was well aware of the terrible things he had done and had confessed them all. He could sleep at night, knowing he was saved. He could sleep at night knowing his children were safe.
indent Except he rarely slept at night. Voices kept him awake, ever aware of the knife he was walking on. The wolves gathered, and Dahlia de Mai is attempting to lead the packs against you, Fatin had said. Don’t make the mistake your mother did, his father had reminded, bearing scars to prove his point. In his heart, Gabriel knew this was all true. If he did nothing, they would come for him and his clan, and try and destroy them. Inferni was not weak, not by half--you cannot survive on strength alone. He grunted and finished off the cigarette, rubbing it out on the stone he was seated on. It was at that point the wind turned and he caught an all too familiar scent.
indent Not five minutes later did he find her, a pale woman whom he had only met once before. She had grown since then, in more ways then one. He did not miss her belly, nor fail to understand what it meant. Whatever she was here for, war was not the agenda. The hybrid, dirty gold-brown and black, regarded her with sober silence. “What do you want?” He asked finally, yellow eyes burning in the moonlight.
indent Had Gabriel known that Haku was claiming ignorance, he would have spat in his face. There was no excuse for doing what he had done. That took time, patience, persistence. Fits of madness he could understand, but his were very different. Gabriel was well aware of the terrible things he had done and had confessed them all. He could sleep at night, knowing he was saved. He could sleep at night knowing his children were safe.
indent Except he rarely slept at night. Voices kept him awake, ever aware of the knife he was walking on. The wolves gathered, and Dahlia de Mai is attempting to lead the packs against you, Fatin had said. Don’t make the mistake your mother did, his father had reminded, bearing scars to prove his point. In his heart, Gabriel knew this was all true. If he did nothing, they would come for him and his clan, and try and destroy them. Inferni was not weak, not by half--you cannot survive on strength alone. He grunted and finished off the cigarette, rubbing it out on the stone he was seated on. It was at that point the wind turned and he caught an all too familiar scent.
indent Not five minutes later did he find her, a pale woman whom he had only met once before. She had grown since then, in more ways then one. He did not miss her belly, nor fail to understand what it meant. Whatever she was here for, war was not the agenda. The hybrid, dirty gold-brown and black, regarded her with sober silence. “What do you want?” He asked finally, yellow eyes burning in the moonlight.