Word Count → 366 :: Family reunion <3
Speak - or in this case, think - of the devil and he shall appear.
Columbine lifted his eyes just in time to catch the approaching figure of Jacinto Lykoi. A snarl threatened to rise on his black lips, but the Lykoi man kept his face impassive and utterly disinterested. He would let Jacinto make the first greeting - though it appeared his brother didn't notice him yet. Naturally, his brother would not pick up on something so spittingly obvious such as his own kin seated right before him. Even if there were plenty of other Lykois in Inferni - though he had only met Zana, the tiny little pipsqueak shadowing Helotes at the border - Jacinto should be alert enough to pick up on his own brother. "Ridiculous," Columbine thought to himself.
But eventually Jacinto did notice him, and Columbine could not help but smirk and chuckle coldly at the surprise in the smaller man's voice. Jacinto, he acknowledged, standing and stretching languidly, letting his muscles ripple underneath his dark fur. He knew he was significantly larger than his brother, though he would not be so foolish as to pick a fight right away. His voice, however, did not hold any warmth: Columbine was good and angry at the sight of the other Lykoi. If he were being honest with himself (which he wasn't), he had hoped that Ilusion would miraculously materialize with Jacinto, and all his worries would be assuaged. Of course I'm here. I'm surprised to see you without Ilusion, though. His voice was dangerously soft as Columbine walked closer to his younger brother. Did you lose her, Jacinto?
But before he could react further, Columbine was distracted by his name being called. Whipping his head around, the male saw Helotes, and an irritated sigh fell from his lips. Of course Helotes would be here. Of fucking course. Helotes, he responded in greeting. I was just asking Jacinto where Ilusion is. She was supposed to be with him, after all, the ashen male spat, crimson eyes narrowed and angry. He'd put a lot of effort in lately to contain his anger, and yet here he was, in the presence of his brothers, about to explode.
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