Word Count → 400+ :: First post for Ilusion!! Sucky post, I would love at least one of her brothers to post first if that’s okay (and yes Lumby = Columbine and Toto = Jacinto) Also she is wearing a dark brown fur cloak to keep herself warm lol
The shining orb was high in the sky, though it had no effect on the cold winter that this region brought. Snow, it was such a strange sight to the Lykoi girl. She could not help but walk in an almost comical way when her bare paws touched the white stuff; it made her keeping having to remind herself why she was this far north. Her mind always echoed her brother’s name, though she still wished she would have found Lumby for what he did to Toto. He knew better than to do that near her, sure Tot could get annoying but mother coddled him more than the others so he was going to be that way.
Her face curled into a snarl as she thought of Lumby attacking her brother, she still needed to bite him for that. Stupid boys. Shaking her head the dark coyote, patted the large horse beside her and clicked her tongue. The black horse dug at the ground leaning over lightly to let the canine swing onto his back, she no longer wanted to walk on snow. It was too cold, too annoying as it drenched her paws with water. Why was Helotes here again?
Ares nickered lightly as she walked in a strange fashion, Ilusion was consumed by the giggles as she felt her horses stride differ from when they were Mexico. ”Ares, que el caballo loco que no es tan malo” Her voice was full of humor as she held on the braided reigns her mother made before her death.
Before long the pair was on the border of the place her brother told her about, Inferni. The painted skulls perked her curiosity as she patted the black beast below her before sliding off of him once more. “Creo que este es el hogar de Ares” She smiled speaking still in her native tongue. Again she patted the equine, leaning on him as she lifted her lips to the sun and let out a singing howl. She needed to see if her brothers made it here before her, and hopefully they hadn’t killed each other yet.
Helotes was out riding today, finally, after a long break from it. Even Yegua seemed to enjoy the exercise and the two of them were galloping through the wastes. It was cold today, dreadfully cold, the snow from the previous night still clung to the ground, but it didn’t bother the fire filled Lykoi and his steed. Helotes let out mirthful, triumphant yips with each obstacle his mount over-came. She had really grown into a fine war horse, and had no fear. Even when a daring fox crossed their path she was not startled but instead quickly changed course to avoid a collision.
Finally, after nearly an hour of full on sprinted, Helotes finally reigned her in. Yegua slowed to a canter, huffing white in the cool hair, sweat beading up on her coat like froth. Helotes bent down and gave her a pat on the neck, which she nickered at. Suddenly though, a voice rang through the air, and for a moment Helotes thought he might be dreaming. The voice, he knew that voice, that feminine lilt. ILUSION!
Helotes turned Yegua on a dime, kicking his heals into her withers and they were off again, at a full spring, towards the sound of the call. It took several minutes, but soon the figure of Ilusion astride Ares came into you. HERMANA! ILUSION! He cried out. She was here! She was finally here!
Adeptly, Helotes pulled Yegua to sliding halt and basically vaulted off her backside. He ran the rest of the way to Ilusion and scooped her form off the back of Ares and spun her around, his throat full of laughter. He then pulled her close to him in a tight embrace, Oh, Dios mío pensé que nunca volvería a verte! Tears finally came to his eyes and he didn’t care, he let them fall, his sister was alive and in his arms.
Word Count → 525 :: Ruddy is Helotes!! lol :3 Aw she loves her brother and missed him
A soft sigh escaped her as she looked up at the dull gray sky, thinking of her time spent with her father and his new woman. He was still as vicious as ever but with the pups he was like a whole new man, sure he snapped at their stupid mistakes but the love in his eyes. It was rare to see such a look on his face. A smile played on her lips as she began to stroke the black stead’s soft mane, just thinking of the cute little children that that woman had. They were just darling; slowly her smile fell into a frown as she remembered when she was helping care for them. Stupid Kerberos, growling at her to let go of his children. The nerve of that bastard!
Shaking her head, she tried to bring herself back to reality though she had a bit of help. She was so stupid, how could she let her guard down at a time like this. A sharp growl escaped through her teeth as someone quickly plucked her from her horse, though Ares had not acted strange to the unknown man. His voice then caught her in surprise, the growl halting as she eyes peered into the bronze eyes of her brother. Her face lit up as she saw his smile, his weakness for her in tears. ” Usted blando grande, que sabía más que eso!” Her voice exclaimed over the giggling chimes of excitement.
She was so thrilled at that moment, her tough exterior melted in the arms of her brother. Ilusion’s arms tightly hugged around his neck as she just basked in his scent, now this was home. It had been forever since she had seen her brother and this right now was bliss, oh how she had missed her Ruddy! . ” Oh por favor, dígame Ruddy Lumby y Toto está aquí” The girl cooed his nickname as she looked back at him, pulling her arms away from his neck to look at him. Her voice was every bit of smooth and silky, only cooing her brothers’ nicknames with affection. She had to see them all, she had missed them greatly! .
It was so good to hear her crisp feminine voice that Helotes could not help but laugh through his tears. He finally set his beloved sister on the ground and pushed her to arm’s length away from him, Déjame verte. He smiled, Ah, hermosa como siempre. He could not believe that his sweet sister was finally here. She had been gone so long that he was beginning to fear the worst, but she was right, he knew better. Ilusion out of all the siblings had the most fire, the most will to live; she would not back down so easily in the face of great peril. She had been blessed with her mother’s fire, only enhanced by the ferocity of her father. But where she could have been vicious, like Columbine, she was sassy, social and sly. Helotes loved her dearly.
She asked whether the rest of them were here and Helotes nodded, Sí, está aquí. Todos hemos estado muy preocupados por ti. Helotes could not help but grin and wag his tail excitedly. Her arrival took the edge off of the pain that had edged his heart from the death of his mother; she looked so much like her. But these thoughts were pushed away suddenly by the reactions of the horses to each other, the stallion Ares snorting and braying at Yegua, who trotted several yards away. Helotes pushed on Ares’ snout, Oye estúpido, deje que
Then, sobering, Helotes turned his umber eyes back on Ilusion, ¿Dónde has estado? Pensamos que podría haber muerto. Jacinto me dijo que corrió después de Columbine, pero no lo siguió cuando vino aquí. ¿A dónde fuiste? Volver al padre? the questions came pouring out like a deluge that Helotes could not stop, there were so many of them left unanswered, questions that had been burning in his mind for months now.
She found herself mimicking her brother’s laughter, not truly thinking anything funny just the heat of excitement causing her to act out of character. Though when around her brothers or young children she found herself not being as cold and sarcastic, they brought out her loving side. They were the gateway to her heart, as she was the soft spot in Columbine’s cold heart and exterior. Her mind fluttered back to the present as she was now looking up at her brother instead of her earlier experience for being in the air and looking down. Her body shivered lightly as she feet touched the icy ground.
Her cheeks were set on fire as he called her beautiful; she could never get use to them calling her that. Sure she knew she was beautiful in the eyes of a lustful man but by her brother. It was just strange to here but she did not let him see how much it got to her, instead she let a slender and rest on his chest playfully and murmured with her playful tone full of sweet honey. ”Oh, yo sé” her voice then chimed a chuckle as she looked up at her brother, smiling coyly as she noticed his improvement on his appearance. ”¡Te ves mejor, finalmente, tiene más carne en esos huesos!” She played, her voice dipped with sarcasm. He really did not need more meat then when he let she just had to tease him at least once before anything else got said. It was her thing; the only girl of the litter was the one that picked on the boys.
When he mentioned that the others were here her face brightened, her tail waged with happiness. Ah the gang was back together, and thankfully they had not killed each other while she was gone. Though his explanations of worry just made her laugh, really? Did they think her such a weakling that she could not survive without the protection of them, ha that was rich! Though her laugh cut short as her beast of a horse acting up. ” Arcomia Ares, el de la presencia de una dama. Actuar como un hombre no es un niño” her words cut harshly making the beast back away slightly before showing submission to the Lykoi girl, he knew better than to embarrass her. ” Ah que es como un niño”
Shaking her head she looked back at her brother, her hand settling lightly on Ares’ shoulder to keep him calm. Her lips played with a smile as he rained down his questions on her, what a worried pup to have to know everything about where she had been. Again she scoffed at his word of death, really? ”¿Me? ¿Muertos? ¡Ja! Piense en lo mejor de mí Ruddy, estoy más fuertemente de lo que piensas.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm and had a cold tone of seriousness to show him not to thiunk so little of her, she was a tough girl. They had taught her how to be a deadly weapon in a fight so they needed to no speak ill of that.
”¡Oh donde se Lumby tengo que morder por herir a Toto! Y sí, me fui con el padre.” Her voice licked with anger as she thought of how he attacked their weaker brother, yes he could be annoying but you don’t attack family! Shaking her head to clear her anger she looked up at her brother with a smile in her eyes, thinking of the puppies that his new mate bore. ”Me ayudó a dar a luz Valla, tenemos tres nuevos hermanos. Bueno, yo digo que sonnuevas pocos meses de edad ahora, Ruddy que son tan lindos. Y no te creas lo que actuó a su alrededor, que era extraño.” Her tail wagged when she spoke of her new siblings, showing her giant weakness for children once again. She could not help it, after losing her own they hit a cord in her heart that could never see then in a bad light. Though her tone and expression changed when she spoke of her father, her tail stopped wagging and her face showed sadness for a small amount of time before changing the subject.
It was something she hated, he showed them more kindness and love then she was ever shown by that man. She got to see his smile for the second time in his life as he gazed upon his new children, she found herself yearning for the look and love. A smile took her sadness as she looked up at her dear brother changing the subject to one of her joining. . ”¿Por lo que me va a enseñar todo, o tal vez conseguir que culo líder en herre por lo que no puede estar cerca de los cráneos tesis?” Her voice played as she wiggled around and moved herself so she was near one of the closest skulls, touching it lightly to brush some of the snow off of the top. She wanted to look at her new home from the inside not just the border.
OOC: Hope it's okay to jump in! Sorry for not responding quicker. My (poorly written) note in the updates forum explains! Also, I PP'd him hugging Ilusion. I hope that's okay? I know she's mad at him, haha. XD / 1,034
Some days, he found himself more emotional than others. It was an uncomfortable feeling, something he was not readily prepared to reveal to the rest of his clans mates - in fact, he would be hard pressed to ever find a reason to reveal any sort of emotion he might have to anyone besides his sister, Ilusion. The dark man had become sort of a recluse in Inferni; not necessarily avoiding the rest of the pack that wasn't his intention at all - but his dark nature was secret to no-one. It was hard to come across as anything different when your red eyes were either burning with antagonistic fire or were otherwise blank. Columbine doubted a cheerful look had come across his face since he entered Inferni. Then again, that wasn't in his nature.
The one thing that could, with some consistency, make him smile, was Ilusion. His lovely sister was the only one of his siblings he actually liked. Helotes, he resented (though Columbine would not vocalize it, he could not help but be disgusted with his brother's high rank); Jacinto, he deplored for the male's innate weakness. Family, something that had once been so important to him, was no longer such a potent, driving force in his life. What was the point? There was no gratitude for everything he had done for them. Without Columbine, the siblings would not be alive. Kerberos would have had his way with them, probably beating them into the blissfully dark oblivion. But to prevent that from happening, Columbine stepped in the way and defended the siblings he once loved so much.
It was really not a shock that Columbine became the creature he was. Certainly, he was arrogant and proud, dismissive of all who he thought beneath him - which, in actuality, were most creatures. But the dark man had secrets and demons, the most prevalent being his almost overwhelming self hatred. He consistently trained and beat his body into submission, forcing through the pain to be as physically perfect as possible. But he could not erase the scars that ruined him. He hated each and every one, but he held a special place in his dark and twisted heart for the one that tore off his Lykoi tattoo. Columbine felt a sort of disconnect from the rest of his family because he was so drastically different and tainted. The splash of orange across his nose might also mark him as a Lykoi, but it could also be a genetic coincidence. For all some knew, Columbine could be an outsider to the genetically superior family. He could be a fraud.
The feeling of not being quite good enough was his motivation. Under the safe cover of night, the man ran many miles until his lungs felt like they would explode and he panted so hard rivers of saliva streamed from his mouth. At the end of these runs, Columbine looked the part of a fiery, all consumed demon; the evil that lived within him came to surface in these moments. He was furious at himself for not being able to go longer, and so Columbine punished himself with the lifting of heavy rocks. He was careful to remain far away from the rest of the sleeping clan when he did this, but the smashing of near boulders echoed easily through the lands; he would not surprised if, one day, someone came across him. Naturally, he hoped it wasn't Helotes. Perfect, flawless, wonderful Helotes, the dark golden child of their small family. He would always be the handsome one, now that Columbine was so ruined. He sacrificed himself for his brothers' rise; he would never forgive them.
Somehow, he managed to forgive Ilusion. Moreover, he never resented his lovely sibling. Columbine would sacrifice himself, again and again, to ensure her safety, such was the depth of his love for the only daughter of Kerberos. Perhaps it was his deep focus on his sister that led him towards the lands; he thought he smelled a familiar scent, lovely and warm, that was, unfortunately, mingled with Helotes' own particular odor. It was wishful thinking, he knew, to assume that Ilusion was here. The shadowy demon had never quite surrendered hope that she was fine, but the pessimist in him assumed she had fallen victim to someone larger and meaner than she. He was ashamed he doubted her wily and survivalist nature; while Columbine gave himself most of the credit for the siblings' survival, he could not deny that Ilusion's own nature also helped her live.
The scent grew more powerful, and Columbine broke into a run. He saw the two figures and two horses - he hadn't yet managed to break his new red stallion, though he spent a decent amount of time with the high spirited equine - and recognized them both. Hermana, he whispered, his voice low and shocked. A softness came across the normally hard face, and a true, wide smile broke across it. The man was significantly more handsome this way; it was a drastic shift. Ilusión, mi querida hermana, estás vivo! Usted está aquí! He bound towards them, even extending a wide smile to Columbine before approaching Ilusion. Columbine froze for a moment, drinking in her healthy, vibrant frame. Te extrañé tanto. Estaba tan asustada, Ilu, yo estaba muy asustada. Pensé que ... Pensé que te habías ido. He threw his arms around her and drew the smaller girl close, drinking in her scent. Estamos juntos otra vez, gracias a Dios, estamos juntos otra vez.
After a moment, Columbine did a shocking thing. He stepped away from Ilusion, though he kept one arm around her, and reached an arm to Helotes. It was a sign of momentary truce from the man, something that could not be expected to be seen again. Columbine wanted his two siblings within his grasp, to feel their warm bodies underneath his. For a moment he struggled to find words to appropriately invite the other man into his embrace, but nothing seemed appropriate. Mi hermano, he finally whispered, umber eyes locked on Helotes'. It was quite an uncharacteristic gesture; Columbine wouldn't be surprised if Helotes were taken aback as well.
She was right, for scolding Helotes for thinking she had been dead; how stupid could he be? Out of all the siblings, he should have never guessed that Ilusion would die first, she was too fierce. Jacinto surely would succumb to his weakness one day, and Columbine to his violence, and Helotes to god knew what, women perhaps; but Ilusion? She’d live forever. When she spoke about biting Lumby, as she so sweetly called Columbine, he could not help but grin. Columbine would surely let her beat him to pieces if she wanted too, he always would spoil their sister much to her dismay.
Helotes listened enraptured as his beautiful sister spoke, his mouth slightly open in awe as she let forth what had happened to her in her time apart from them. She had indeed gone back to their father, just in time to witness the birth of Valla’s children. Three new half-siblings, brand new life that was a part of all of them, too bad that it had to be their father that genetically linked them, but Helotes could not dismay, and his tail wagged as she spoke of how their father looked at the new pups, the way his iron heart seemed to melt. Helotes could feel the twinge of guilt and jealousy as she spoke of this, but paid it no mind; just the idea that his father could be happy gave Helotes a kinder outlook on his father, and a more hopeful outlook on what Columbine might be becoming.
Helotes laughed and bumped his forehead against his sister’s shoulder in an affectionate gesture when she impatiently asked him to hurry up, he looked at her with glistening eyes, Uno nunca podría dejar una última cosa buena ¿verdad? And then he turned to raise his voice to the Aquila when suddenly Columbine was upon them. Helotes could not help but looked shocked for a moment, nearly not recognizing his brother because of the expression he wore, until the large male was right beside them and embracing Ilusion. Helotes instinctively backed up and lowered his ears, preparing himself for the feminine explosion that might occur now that Lumby was touching Ilusion. But then Helotes was being pulled into the embrace by an all muscle arm, and he looked at Columbine in surprise as the male called him brother.
Helotes did not hesitate to also put his arm around Columbine’s shoulder, taking any kind of affection he could from the man, but he could not help but let his trademark grin come to his face, ¿Ves? Te dije que iba a venir. He then laughed, out of complete ecstatic joy.
Word Count → 500+ :: Ah a little pp of Ilusion lightly biting Lumby for attacking Toto, but if its not okay I will change it darling.
Happiness finally set into the Lykoi girl’s skin, her body finally relaxing even more as she looked at her brother’s smiling face. This was not a dream. Everything about this day seemed almost unrealistic, too easy to find her brothers and have then all alive. She was such Lumby would have tried to kill both Toto and Ruddy but for some reason he didn’t. The thought just made her grin widen as she gazed at her Ruddy even though her thoughts were not in this very moment but far off, she was just so happy. She truly had not been so happy in her life, or at least she could not recall another time of this level of excitement.
Her mind came back to realist when her brother’s Spanish voice entered her ears, he was right she could not let a good thing last. ”¡Sí, pero no estoy volviendo más joven que usted sabe!” She laughed again, shaking her head to show him fake disappointment. She could swear she was the only one that ever worried about their age, sure she was still young but there were a lot more wolves out there that were younger than her and had.. Well she had to not think of that. Though it was easy not to think of children when her larger brother appeared.
His strong arms whisked her off the ground and her body relaxed into his hold, this moment could not get any better. Her eyes blinked as she fought back tears of joy as her arms mimicked her earlier actions and hugged her body closer to Lumby with her arms around his neck. ”¡Oh, no usted también! ¿No cree usted que no soy capaz de vivir por mi cuenta?” She cried with her loving voice, playing yet she really was asking a serious question. Did the really think that little of their baby sister? Again she laughed, looking at Helote’s look as he backed up lightly only reminding her of the bad her borther had done.
“Eso es sólo un adelanto de lo que vas a obtener para atacar a Toto, pero ya que esta es mi primera vez con mi nigth Lumby y Ruddy voy a estar bien. Yo amo a mis hermanos!” She smiled sweetly before bringing her brothers closer to her, wanting to just not let go of them now that she was back.
OOC: That's fine! I'm surprised she didn't do more XD Col is a jackass. / 477
He felt like a child again, even if it would only last for the briefest of moments.
The dark man had his head bent and his ears flicked backwards, an uncharacteristic showing of weakness from the normally steely Lykoi. Ilusion could do that to him, and right now, he did not mind his baby sister making him look like an enormous softie in front of the brother he so resented. Hell, he had his muscled arm around Helotes, embracing him as if there was no bad blood between the two. Actually, there wasn't any bad blood, at least from Helotes' side - or so Columbine thought, he could not be positive. But he could not imagine it was sided both ways, for what reason would his brother have to resent him? Thinking of that drew Columbine slightly back into himself, and though he did not move his arms from around his siblings, the vulnerability that had so suddenly flicked across his red eyes slid back into its normal state of distant distaste.
Columbine did not appreciate Helotes' words, as he interpreted them as condescending. Still, the happiness of seeing his sister overwhelmed any desire he might have to chew his brother apart for insinuating any insecurity he may have had about Ilusion being alive. Such a strong, independent, and self assured man would never be so worried about his sister! No, he did not have those emotions... but Columbine knew telling himself that was merely perpetuating the fallacy he struggled so hard to maintain. Regardless, the man smirked and shifted his eyes to his younger brother. Sí, Helotes, supongo que tenían razón. Yo nunca he dudado de esto. Ella está llena de fuego - cualquier persona que recibe los dientes a su alrededor se quema. He gave his sister an affectionate nudge, which was, unfortunately, met with teeth.
A sharp snarl fell from his lips briefly as he stepped away from her, shocked and displeased at the brush of teeth. The dangerous creature he really was danced across his face in that particular moment, though Columbine quickly suppressed it. He was, after all, in the presence of his sister, and she had meant him no harm. Still, the fact that she would stick up for that despicable weakling drove him absolutely insane. How could she not realize that Jacinto was shameful to their family, and nothing but a thorn in Columbine's side? Regardless, the male drew a deep breath and shot both Ilusion and Helotes an apologetic smile. Yo también te quiero, hermana. Lo siento, le causó dolor. He drew her into another quick hug, gently licking the top of her skull, before turning to Helotes. No he oído llamar a la Aquila. Qué quieres hacer eso ahora, o lo hago yo? Me gustaría conseguir esta establecido - Creo que ha estado sin hogar por mucho tiempo.
Helotes watched the exchange between Ilusion and Columbine with bated breath. They both were the most fiery, most hard-headed, most stubborn of the siblings and when they clashed there were always fireworks. And today did not seem to be the exception, for despite Columbine’s sweet words they were met with Ilusion’s venom. She bit down on Columbine’s forearm and he jumped back, a vicious look briefly flashing across his face. Had they been younger, had this been a happy time in their adolescence, Helotes would have laughed at the sight of them. But things were different now, at least, one of them was different, and in the moment that the look of Kerberos flashed over Columbine’s face Helotes’ hair bristled and a teeth were bared for a moment, in preparation for an attack. But the attack never came, and Helotes quickly calmed his stance and face as Columbine apologized to the both of them.
How strange, it was amazing the power that Ilusion held over her brother. If it had been any other individual; male, female, young, old; Columbine would had struck back with ferocious and vicious power. It seemed as if the darkest of the siblings had turned even darker in the past months, and walked on a knife's edge between complete uncaring and vicious violence. Helotes would have to keep an eye on how the two interacting in the future, for such a power could easily turn out not to be an advantage for his sister, but instead a death sentence.
Helotes was so deep in thought that he nearly missed Columbine asking if he had called Ezekiel yet, Oh! No sorry. He said in English, not bothering to speak their language any longer if the Aquila would soon be here. Helotes raised his maw and let out a loud and strong call for the Aquila, making sure to let a lilt in his voice tell that it was not he alone that waited on the leader.
After he finished, he turned back to the two, Columbine, Valla has given birth, we have three new half-siblings. He smiled, though the smile was not completely sincere, since he himself was not sure how he felt about that prospect, Ilusion says father is… happy. It was so strange to say that, for Helotes had thought once that Kerberos lacked the ability to feel joy. But it seemed this was not the case, and Helotes was curious to see how his brother would react to such news.
While he most often took his Optime form to patrol, Ezekiel had needed to cover distance without being spotted so easily. His route took him north, swinging low past the mountain. A roll in the dirty land near the mountain dulled his brilliant fur, though his red feet remained clean as they trod across the snowy landscape. There was no denying the pack that had settled to the north, and he sought to see what could be made from them.
They were small yet, but he was wary and made a point not to linger near the borders. A male led them, along with a much younger female. He snorted at the idea. They were mostly comprised of men, and this idea was less worrying then one might think. Without offspring, the pack would fall. He lingered only long enough to guess at their size before retreating south. This time he moved towards Salsola, swinging eastward and crossing the river. With his trail thus obscured, Ezekiel quickened his route home.
He was near when Helotes’ voice rang across the snow-blanketed bay. The coyote lifted his head and responded to alert the group (apparently, as he was coming to meet one) and hurried on. What he found was indeed a motley collection of figures; two he knew and one he did not. By her appearance, and her closeness to the two men, he could only assume she was the sister that had been mentioned in passing before.
While still in his lupus form, and much smaller than the two-legged figures, his posture spoke of dominance without being entirely too demanding of it. Coyotes did not need such things, though the wolfish blood in him would always expect it. Especially now, while his paranoid mind dreamt of danger from within these very borders. “Family reunion, eh?” He asked, a toothy smile breaking across his face.
Word Count → 500+ :: The proud woman shows the leader respect if a funny way. She does not like being very submissive to people. lol
Her brother’s reaction was expected, bother Ruddy and Lumby. After all she did bite that biggest grouch and most violent of the siblings, but she had a soft spot in his heart that made her be able to get away with everything. His anger flared and she stood still, not moving away from him nor showing any fear on her face. Her eyes watched the scene, Helotes stepped back and looked ready to jump Columbine and Columbine started to look like he was going to attack her. A soft smile escaped her lips as she watched her larger brother back down from his instinct to attack, though she could not help but give a soft chuckle at his melting heart. She would never admit it but that moment she felt fear, though part of her knew he would never hurt her she still had the strange prickle of it in her mind.
Shaking her head she just smiled rather wide, showing that she knew that she was better than all her brothers by winning their hearts. ”Its okay, my dear Lumby.” She changed her language to mimic Helotes’ change to get ready to meet the person that led the place she wanted to live. She then turned to Helotes, listening to his howl and just smiling happily at him. She was a very proud woman but when it came to her brothers she fell back into her life of being the puppy that got all the love from them. What their father did not give her in love they made up for with an on slaughter of affection, something she could never tire from.
The mood of their conversation changed as Ruddy told Lumby of the things she told him, the puppies. She was curious of their brother’s reaction but the presence of the lupus male meant that all had to wait. Her golden eyes fell upon his golden form and she felt the need to be submissive for the first time in a rather long while. Her ears fell against her head and the proud woman did nothing more but give a slight nod to signify a show of respect for his position, hopefully that was all she had to do without shifting to a similar form. The dark coyote was not one to grovel or do anything drastic just to get into a pack but she was never going to be rude and show disrespect. ”Yes sir this is indeed a family reunion, I am Ilusion Lykoi.” She started our formally with a very silky voice. ”I am Lum- I mean Columbine, Helotes, and Jacinto’s sister. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” The girl finished, a smile again playing on her lips.
OOC: Just PP him from here on out! I don't want to slow down this thread any more than I have D: / 468
The male still had the shadows of a soft smile curved around his lips as he looked at his younger sister, though it would be indiscernible to any who was not intimately familiar with his normal facial expressions. The typical red fire that burned behind his eyes was slightly sated, and the male's stance was not as defensive as it normally was. Columbine was remorseful for his brief irritation towards his sister, though he knew she was, well, blatantly incorrect. As much as he loved her, he couldn't stand how blind she was to Jacinto's weakness and disrespect. Granted, she'd never been particularly vocal about her gratitude - none of them had been, at least not in Columbine's exalted opinion - but girls like her could get away with things like that. Ah, women.
When Kerberos was mentioned, and his happiness, all sorts of softness that might have appeared in Columbine vanished. Rage and resentment boiled clearly on his face, and dark lips lifted into a snarl that bore his slightly crimson stained teeth. Wonderful, the Lykoi spat, his voice echoing the hatred he felt for the man who gave him life. I'm so glad to hear he'll have the ability to fuck another set of kids up. Bastard. Knowing Helotes as he did, though the relationship was strained, Columbine could see that the smile on his brother's face was slightly forced. Still, it only enraged the short tempered man further. I cannot believe you smile for him, Helotes, he hissed, anger palpable in the air. The two would need to have a conversation soon.
Helotes let loose a singing call for Ezekiel, and the dark man turned his eyes to the horizon, waiting for the Aquila. Columbine had never interacted much with the man, but he assumed the leader was weak; unfortunately, he assumed that about everyone - it was one of his greatest personality flaws (though he would never admit it). Regardless, the dark man flicked his ears against his head and lowered his shining eyes when the leader approached. It was submissive and respectful without rolling onto his belly, even if the Optime male felt that the two legged form asserted natural power over canines who selected four legs. Strange. When Ezekiel mentioned a family reunion, a small smile grew across his face, though it was dark and cynical and lacked any of the softness it might have held before. Yes, he stated, deep voice gravelly and slightly accented from the quick return to English. Our sister finally arrives.
Columbine didn't speak again. Instead, the dark man stood on the outskirts of the small gathering, always most comfortable when on the fringe of things. While he might be perfectly capable of submitting to leadership, he'd never enjoyed it. It reminded him too much of Kerberos.
