Wowsa, I did not realize that you've been waiting for more than a month. I fail so hard it's actually sad <3

The female was delighted to see how her sudden presence seemed to surprise the doggish girl. Her face, however, remained hard, beautifully carved stone. Fine eyebrows rose in impatient expectation , though that did not mean that the other woman was slow with her reply. No, it meant that Halo was inanely quick at disapproving of others. She knew this, but her mood swings were immerse and shifting, and today she found strengths in this flaw. Oversized ears perked, then folded, as Talitha replied with a low number of days. Good; the Hydra liked having the overview of the family members around.

Her cousin’s eyes noted the crimson branded star on the side of her chest, and she stood proudly, her stance strong and with more than a touch of superiority. Indeed, she was proud and arrogant in her ways. Again, today she decided this would serve as her strengths. ”Why are you here?” she wondered, the words suggesting that she was not exactly content to see a long lost family member returning. The Lykoi woman kept to her cruel ways; viewed those who left Inferni as traitors—not much better than a simple wolf at all.

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Eyes narrowed and a snort was given as the doggish girl spoke her reasoning for her presence in the clan lands. Truth be told the Lykoi had not known that Talitha had been exiled? Why was she back then if she had been sent away and told not to return? Obviously, Halo had no details in what had happened and why her cousin had been sent away, but she did not think that she needed such trivial things. This dog before her did not belong because she had failed in her loyalty to the clan. Oversized, copper hued ears pressed against her dark locks and the woman looked the other red eyed hybrid over critically. Perhaps it pleased to hear that the other firmly stated that this was her home, but Halo was not certain that she could ever agree with this.

Zana too had been a little bitch. Parading back and expecting everyone to be happy to welcome one that betrayed her own clan and blood. Thankfully the little midget had disappeared again shortly after, and Halo genuinely hoped that was the last she had seen of that relative. ”Right,” she smoothly ridiculed, voice falsely coated with sugar. ”I hear similar stories from the rest of you lot that come and go as you please. I don’t understand why Gabriel always takes you back.” They had lost their honour and their right to carry their proud surname. The Lykois were supposed to be strong and brave, but there were worms wriggling around in the mud, dragging the name and reputation down so that it got ruined.

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The other decided to take a stand. The copper hued woman unconsciously approved of this; wanted to see the other female stand up for herself and the blood she belonged to. But why was she not one of those Lykois? What made her different from they? Ruby gazes stayed connected, boiling colder than their fiery hues should be capable of. Halo detected the hurt in Talitha’s voice, and it fuelled her; made her want to push on further. It made her feel powerful to be able to push people over, and deep inside she was disgusted by her own act. Yet it did not feel like she had anything to lose, so she willingly followed her cruel impulses.

More words flowed forth and the Hydra’s gaze darkened noticeably. ”I was sent to Inferni at a later stage,” and that was not her fault. She was not guilty of failing Inferni because this was before her time. Unlike Talitha, Halo had not been born in this pack. She and her siblings had lived far to the north until the route had been explained by the deceitful father that had proven only to be full of lies. It was not long since she had discovered that the bastard was not her father at all. Her true sire was no better, but her blood was purer than she had initially been led to believe. That was a scarce comfort, but it was something. She did not like the way Talitha seemed to think that she knew more of violence and the damage it caused than her. Did she not know that there had been a second, bloodier war?

”You know nothing of war, of everything we’ve gone through in your absence,” the woman hissed, heated by the thought of the skeletons in her own closet. She knew enough about war and suffering. ”At least I remained loyal through and through, unlike yourself.”

It's impossible for you to know this as you weren't there back then, of course, but I just wanted to mention that Haku never harmed Talitha All he did was to keep her locked inside the building. Aaand we're done here I guess! It was a fun thread though tbh, want another one in the future? XD

The joy of seeing someone else suffer caressed her weary chest with satisfaction, though the emotions would be divided and insecure once this scene was over and she had time to think. There was no need to think now, however, and while the beautiful warrior watched the watering eyes of her cousin, she was taking great pleasure from the ability to crush the other’s defences and get behind that barrier to scratch and claw asunder her psyche. Halo knew that she was not sitting with all of the information about the first Dahlian war. In fact, since this was something she had not been present for, she had not taken much interest in it rather than enough to get a clear overview. After she had arrived in the clan there were more than enough matters to derail her thoughts, and now she was standing in deep water.

The doggish hybrid was taller than her as she rose and stood up to her full weight. Halo’s eyes gleamed with a dark shine of defiance regardless, for she knew that she continued to have the upper hand in this scene. All was a nasty competition to her, it seemed. Words spilled from Talitha’s mouth. Perhaps she knew more than the young Hydra initially had believed, but that ruby gaze remained colder than the fiery colour should be suggesting as she kept her stable gaze on the whiny woman’s face. If the brown and black hybrid wanted to use this to put her cousin in place, it was not effective. The confrontation was over however, and the upset female turned and made to leave the scene. Words danced out between slim lips regardless, ”Oh, please.” The words announced disgust, but the other seemed done with her, or perhaps she did not hear.

The journal continued to rest on the soft forest floor, abandoned by the one that had poured parts of her soul into it. The slender warrior padded over to loom over its worn covers for a moment before picking it up. Tossing it open, the woman let the pages dance roughly with her uncaring fingers as she contemplated whether or not she should put her dreadful reading skills to work here. She decided that Talitha had not intrigued her enough to keep her entertained with her journal. In fact, it could very easily be the opposite. The two of them had gone through the same horrors, but Halo was determined to never let anyone know about Samael’s deeds. Silas knew about Itachi and what had happened there, but not even he could know all of her hidden skeletons. The Lykoi woman tossed the book in a nearby bush, hoping Talitha would search forever and never find her precious diary again. Then, she turned and started to walk back to where she had come from, wondering if Talitha had retreated to the large building as well.