[ooc] and as you're falling down
[bic] could i hear you scream?
He didn't like any of this talk.
You don't know what you're doing, Lykoi.
Maybe you should crawl back to Inferni and beg forgiveness.
No, he answered his thoughts, struggling to his feet and gripping the blade tightly. He didn't clarify himself, however, simply composed himself to stare frostily at the wolf.
Wolves were scum, but nobody said they weren't respectable.
That was the assumption he'd made the day Hybrid had told him of the wolves. That was the assumption he'd made at Tamerlane's level-headedness: he'd named it stupidity. That was the assumption he'd made at Legacy's inability to fight back against him.
But she had dragged out in him a softer part, which was dangerous to him should he ever see her again.
Teach me to do that, he commanded, not even making it into a question.
