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She had seen nothing of what the world had to offer. Haku had experienced cruelty in his childhood. He had been younger than Catalyst when an Inferni coyote had trespassed right into Clouded Tears and chosen him as a delicious pray. His tail had actually been ripped off, and his ivory mother had turned red and had proved to the child that parents were not as invincible as they were believed to be. Perhaps that was where it all had started for him. He did not see himself as ruined, but he knew that he had a mentality not fit for this world. In their eyes he was ruined, and they did not know anything yet of what he could do. They saw him as an unstable and dangerous creature. Something to be feared. The Lilium had often scowled at just that, but those with such beliefs were more right than he was aware of. He was an impulsive creature, and it was exactly this that caused most damage.
The girl had gotten enough of it already by this brief taste. It was understandable. Few got the appetite for it, very few. The man dipped his muzzle slowly up and down, seemingly agreeing with the doll face. It seemed to have happened quite quickly according to the Sadira puppy’s brief description, but that was how it always was. The blue eyed secui had battled the monster himself. The difference between Ril’o and Haku was that Haku still lived. Actually, the two monsters had walked away from eachother without any major injuries. Haku had found the other creature beautiful. A demon would be a good way to describe Cwmfen’s father. ”I have.” the man replied, letting his eyes slowly brush across the scenery behind the girl. ”I’ve battled him in the past.” Perhaps he could spread some tainting seeds on the way, just for some temporary entertainment.
”He is Cwmfen nic Graine’s father. Did you know that?” he gently asked, tilting his head and turning the blue gaze to Catalyst. He was unsure if the puppy knew the Adonis by name, but he could always explain further if necessary. |
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