Yush, Yush, would have been awesome. Sorry for the wait btw! (500+) The girl’s copperish ears folded slowly when the older Inferni member confirmed what Gabriel had told her. Kaena was Halo’s father’s mother, and even she acknowledged it. The girl could see the hybrid turn slightly sour now when Vitium’s name had been spoken out loud. This was how it should be though, and she wondered if she would ever be able to accept it without feeling sadness in her heart. After all, he was her father and he had not been a terrible parent. He had saved them from lives as wolves, but she would obviously not have known what she would have missed out on if she had stayed with her mother. This life seemed much more exciting though, and she would make sure to spice it up soon. Halo Lykoi would also be a name to be recognized. Oh, how she wanted it to be. The dark girl did not know where the intense need to be acknowledged of came from, but she felt a need to defend her title as a member of those magnificent family lines with all those famous and amazing individuals.
The young Lykoi could only nod when the Matron acknowledged that there was at least one thing that had been done right by her dark father. One thing, but not much more. It was a shame, but the daughter promised herself that she would not become a bad apple like he had. However, she hoped that she would hear the full story one day, from both sides. When Kaena paused, Halo stayed silent. Her blood-red gaze slowly traced the grassy ground before it sought after the last colours from the sundown in the horizon.
The girl’s eyes quickly returned to her grandmother’s appealing face. Was that true? Had Kaena truly been there from the start? She felt like a small cub again, snuggling up against her siblings, picking out stories about the famous Inferni and the Lykoi and the de le Poer. The girl’s face lightened up again merely by the thought, and she clasped her hands together in silent cheering when the lovely woman said that she could clear some of the fog. Despite everything that had happened and given the girl doubt in the past, she felt beyond alive now. She had dived straight into one of her dreams. She truly was here in Inferni, and the head of the Lykoi family was treating her like if she actually was worthy of being spoken to. Halo fought the need to let out a pleading whimper in anticipation and agreement, determined not to ruin any positive impression her grandmother might have gotten so far. Oh, how she thirsted after those true versions of the stories.
”I would love to,-“ the girl started, but hesitated when she almost added grandmother to the end of the sentence. Would the older woman see it as rude to call her by a name that could hint that she was old? Did she prefer Kaena? The younger Lykoi was sure it was no big deal either way, but it was to her. She wanted to be perfect, she wanted Kaena to think highly of her. She wanted to be like her famous grandmother. She wanted the scars and the wisdom and knowledge. She wanted to be her. |
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