12-06-2007, 08:30 PM
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Endymion Russo's eyes narrowed dangerously. He had expected for the pup to put up a front in the presence of an adult, but he was mistaken. No matter. Legacy's outburst stung slightly, but the pirate-son left his sister without a response. Though it lay dormant for most of the time, his inherited feisty nature—created of his father's blood and his mother's spirit—flared up at the coyote child's hostile response. He had to restrain himself from snarling at the boy and striking him down. It would be the wrong thing to do, just as if he did so to his own siblings. The Shadows wolf, instead, leaned toward him.
"Watch your mouth," said the amber male, voice uncharacteristicly low. Disdainfully, he wondered what foul being had taught the pup such language. His heart beat rather powerfully inside his chest, but his tawny face remained passive. There was a bright spark in his pale eyes, resembling his mother's visage when she was crossed. "Go home," he told the pup, straightening himself. Though he wasn't sure that was such a good idea for the child; Inferni would only cause that hatefulness to bloom.
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