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Warily the boy watched as Gabriel made himself comfortable near Jael as he explained his purpose and intent. And in his own way, he realized he had known the answer all along without being told. He had known the truth without the direct guidance of another, and it had been proven in the words he'd thrust unwittingly at Enigma. 'Wolves ate coyotes.' Wolves sought to destroy the smaller predator and the rival to their food and land supply. This was why coyotes and wolves naturally hated each other and for the most part, probably always would. But Jael was the cruel predator and the destroyer, according to genetics. His siblings wished to be the lesser beings and hide in Inferni's ranks, but their blood and family was obviously more wolf than anything else. This implied they had other, wolfish family out there than the coyotes that lived here.
"So blood was stronger than instinctual hatred?" Jael concluded, faintly touched by such as notion as his own siblings preferred to hate him rather then love him because he looked the most like a wolf out of all of them. Vitium was a fool in his eyes, attempting to convert them to such ignorant beliefs. A single wolf alone couldn't be a threat against a whole pack, but what didn't say he, the wolf, wouldn't one day turn against the coyotes simply because of jealous nature? And yet Gabriel knew this and overlooked it simply because he didn't turn away family, as he'd stated when Jael first showed up at his boarders. "Your father was a wolf, wasn't he?" the boy tentatively asked, recalling that his own sire and Gabriel were full siblings with both parents exactly the same.
He was curious now about the rest of their family, and what other blood he shared. He didn't overlook the coyote lines, of course, but he wanted to know more and everything he could possibly learn about who and where he'd come from.
Warily the boy watched as Gabriel made himself comfortable near Jael as he explained his purpose and intent. And in his own way, he realized he had known the answer all along without being told. He had known the truth without the direct guidance of another, and it had been proven in the words he'd thrust unwittingly at Enigma. 'Wolves ate coyotes.' Wolves sought to destroy the smaller predator and the rival to their food and land supply. This was why coyotes and wolves naturally hated each other and for the most part, probably always would. But Jael was the cruel predator and the destroyer, according to genetics. His siblings wished to be the lesser beings and hide in Inferni's ranks, but their blood and family was obviously more wolf than anything else. This implied they had other, wolfish family out there than the coyotes that lived here.
"So blood was stronger than instinctual hatred?" Jael concluded, faintly touched by such as notion as his own siblings preferred to hate him rather then love him because he looked the most like a wolf out of all of them. Vitium was a fool in his eyes, attempting to convert them to such ignorant beliefs. A single wolf alone couldn't be a threat against a whole pack, but what didn't say he, the wolf, wouldn't one day turn against the coyotes simply because of jealous nature? And yet Gabriel knew this and overlooked it simply because he didn't turn away family, as he'd stated when Jael first showed up at his boarders. "Your father was a wolf, wasn't he?" the boy tentatively asked, recalling that his own sire and Gabriel were full siblings with both parents exactly the same.
He was curious now about the rest of their family, and what other blood he shared. He didn't overlook the coyote lines, of course, but he wanted to know more and everything he could possibly learn about who and where he'd come from.