Of course this did not make fucking sense. Little in her life did in fact, and she could never begin to explain how fucked up things were all in all. The child was unwanted. What kept them together was instinct, for a mother cared for her child. She wanted to choose the direction of her life, but it was mad how the obstacles trapped her in an undesirable, pathetic state of existence. It never seemed to end, because there was always some new way to be fucked over. The Hydra loathed her own powerlessness. Halo had to learn how to cope. When she was pushed down she had to get up again.

        
The young mother could not mute the man. It was an enormous step just to admit that she had a child without a father. His questions burned her no matter the intention. No more rapes. Ears continued to press against her lovely autumn hued locks, but she could not block out his voice and the words it carried. How could someone be raped in sleep though? She shook her head and bit down on her tongue, tasting copper immediately. It was not possible for the proud woman to engage in a discussion about this. It was her body, her shame and defeat that they were talking about. She found that she could not deal with this.

        
"I don't want to talk about it," she replied to the man, her voice so much softer than the rage and despair charring her insides. "But the child is of my blood, that's all I know." There was nothing else to do but to accept facts and get on with it. The Hydra would not want to raise this child. While she no doubt held love for it, she knew that she would not be able to give the child what it needed. Genuine love and affection? He was a tumor with a name, invading her life. Kaena already adored him, but Halo did not. She recalled a few months back waking up by the borders with Kaena looking down at her with worry. Something had happened that day.

The woman would tell him that she didn't want to talk about the conception of the little beast. Cotl would nod his head and respect the wishes of the woman. They didn't need to talk about it if the woman was not ready to talk about it. Cotl didn't really need to know anyways he figured. Probably because, if he did know what had happened, he more than likely would have just gone out and looked for the beast who did this and tear their eyes out of their skull, kill them, and take their skull and mount it on the outside of his door so everyone could see that Cotl, little midget Cotl would kill and in the most twisted ways. She would go on to tell him that she knew that she was his blood, and that was it. The confused ear had pulled back towards the woman. His bi-colored orbs was on her still, the eyes of the male being cold as they ever were, but in meaning to be so cold. It was just nature by now. The male would move a clawed hand to her head, his fingers finding their way in her hair, fingers moving through the loose hair. Ist he getting enoughs food? Are you getting enough food? the male asked, wondering how they both were doing on food, since he knew how hard it was to get food, and being a mother meant that you had to provide for not only one now, but two creatures. The rust male would twitch his neck away from the woman for a moment as well as clear his throat roughly.

Cotl then got slightly curious of the child. He wondered what he looked like (the only thing that Cotl knew was that the child was a male since his musk was so damn strong) and what the boy's name was. Why Cotl even cared was because he probably would be watching this child grow up right before his very own eyes, and if Halo would allow it, maybe the child and Cotl could hang out and play little kiddie games and whatever would make the little child have somewhat of a normal childhood, even if Cotl didn't know who's child the boy was, he'd try to make the kid's life be normal, since Cotl himself had been shunned all of his childhood because of his twitches and profanities. He probably would be shunned by Halo because of it as well, now that he actually thought about himself with a child. Who'd want their child with a cursing, twitchy, selfish bastard, like him? He probably wouldn't want to let himself close to his own kids when he had them. He probably shouldn't even care about the woman and her sin that was her child. It was hard to say why he would care. Maybe because this woman was his friend, and he was loyal to his friends. Cotl let the self doubts run away as fast as they came as he looked down at the woman. Vat ist his namen?-NYEH- the German accented Imaginifer asked the woman, both of his ears pulled forward towards her, and his eyes still on her own ruby ones. His throat would clear once again.

Do you needs anyzhing zhat-FICK- I kann helps you vith? the male would ask the woman, his hand finally leaving her auburn hair and resting down at his side.

        It was awful to admit such weakness. Her confession alone had been an immerse step for her, but she could not take it farther than she already had. That tainted, horrible pride within her scotched and burned so bitterly. There was nothing sweet about it. She was an individual in need of control in her life, yet here she was and she did not have any. Everything spun out of hand and she could not even start explaining what the hell was going on. Despite the shame burning in her coppery cheeks, there was still comfort to find in her friend here. Perhaps things did not have to be unbearable. She had always taken pride in her independence. Why should she care if they treated her differently because of this.

        
His question brought a slim frown to her worn face. "I don't know," she mumbled in a voice sounding nothing like hers. Ah, yes, the delicious fragrance of fresh meat. She could feel her abdomen twist into a tight ball of hunger, gnawing away through her ribs. The Hydra inhaled deeply and let it all out in a worn sigh. She would walk away with that rabbit no matter what Cotl said. Now when her focus was returning to carnal needs, the hunger wanted to overpower her. The little insect upstairs seemed to suck most of her energy out of her. It was inane--he was so small yet he had such a massive effect on her life and everything she did. "I wouldn't mind some of that rabbit," she heard herself mutter softly, fidgeting with the cloth she used as a half-skirt.

        
"Itachi," her answer was simple. There was grudge residing with that name, but if one was unaware of its meaning it did not sound too bad. She was cruel, but it could fit the boy in various ways as he grew up. His offer to help was appreciated, but faced with the question she did not know what to come up with. The blood on her tongue lingered and she had an idea of what to ask. "Uhm.." She did not like being in this situation. Not at all. "It's harder for me to hunt now when I have him. Perhaps you could teach me to set traps?" Effort and time were spent hunting the good old way, and she could not afford it with the leach in her room.

        
Her ruby orbs narrowed in an instant, but she had already decided. "Do you want to see him?"

The woman would tell him that she didn't know if they were getting enough food or not. Round bi-colored eyes had filled with confusion. How could you not know if you were getting enough food or not? Cotl couldn't imagine the amount of emotions flooding through the woman, simply because he'd never had a random child appear in his room and endured all of the weird things that the woman had. He didn't know how hard it was for her, at all, and he probably would never know, but he was willing to help blindly if he could. She would go on to mutter something about how the rabbit that he had offered her earlier had sounded good to her. Cotl would fetch what he had left of the rabbit for the woman, and if she wanted more, then he would have to go out and check the other dozens traps that he had set about the premises of the Inferni territory. He nodded his head. Den you kann have die rest of it. -NYEH- If you need more, I vill have to goes out und gets some. the male would speak to the woman, a twitch of his shoulder opposite to the one the woman was leaning on. A small shiver went up his spine with that twitch.

She would then tell him the name of the child. Itachi was a name that he had never heard, much less did he have the knowledge to know what the name meant. He didn't feel the need to compliment or scorn the name in the least, instead, he cleared his throat and opened his ebon maw to speak. Itachi..Lykoi.. the male would balance the name on his lips, carefully, treating the name with a precious air. the woman would give a soft 'uhm' before explaining that it would be hard for her to hunt and that she would like to learn to trap. That was simple enough for him to do. He could teach her traps, but the she would have to tell him where she placed her traps, and what they looked like so he could keep an eye out for them and the know which traps were his and which were not. -FUCKING CUNT LICKING BITCH FACED WHORE- Dat vorks. You vant me to teach you now? the male asked before the woman would continue on to ask him if he would like to see the child. Cotl swallowed the extra saliva that would form in his maw. An ear would fall back as well. If you vill have me see him. the male spoke, nodding his head lightly, a knot forming in his throat as he had actually thought about meeting the little fella. Cotl had never been around a child before, not as an adult and the child being just that, a child. The elders of his last clan were more than careful enough to make sure that Cotl was not to take any child visitors, and any child whom would come close to the cave that Cotl dwelled in, would be punished and then taken home. There hadn't been many children of the clan, and the ones who were around were more than uninterested about what was in the cave off to the north of the packlands. He was simply a freak in Germany. A sideshow. An abomination to the world. Now, he was going to be meeting a child. A little life that had barely begun. It made the male feel a little nervous and awkward about it. The kid couldn't be too old, not old enough to talk at least, but still. It was still weird to him.

        Her empty stomach screamed without a sound, but she could not make herself consume the meal yet. She would wait until Cotl was done… staring at the child or something. She smiled at him with genuine gratitude tracing her fine frame. ”Thank you, Cotl..” She smiled adoringly at the pierced male. The Ulrich male spoke her child’s name and her oversized ears swayed backwards when it sounded out loud. It was true; her son was a Lykoi. She should have been proud of bringing forth a child of her own blood. She just wished it could have happened differently. She wanted to know who else the boy belonged to. She knew who she wanted the father to have been, if she had been able to choose.

        
”No,” the woman said when he offered to teach her how to set traps straight away. "I'd appreciate it if we could do it later." Not as long as the child was alone upstairs. She had been away long enough. With the rabbit in the kitchen forgotten she turned and headed up the stairs, dread and longing accompanying her. She opened the door quietly and found the small child huddled up on the bed where she had left him. A crippled smile entered her face as the young child turned to gaze upon his mother. Silver and browns made out his fur, but she had to admit that the child’s eyes were beautiful. They were ruby like his mother’s, but his eyes held an outer circle smoothly turning to a vibrant purple. She had not seen such eyes before, but it reminded her slightly of Jael’s eyes where fire burned in yellow, orange and red.

        
”Hey you,” the woman purred softly as she walked over to the bed and picked up the ball of fur. She turned and searched for Cotl’s following form. ”Itachi, this is uncle Cotl.” Had she been a better mother she would have kept him away Cotl and the foul language his unwilling outbreaks tossed out, but Halo was well accustomed to his ways and never really noticed any longer.