Where art thou, brother?

Silas Agata · 05-12-2010, 04:14 PM

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"Ahh, Gabriel is probably busy with other stuff. Even if you did meet him, I’m sure he would have directed you to me. Visitors are welcome, you know. Even if wolves aren’t." His voice was playful enough. He was just glad to see his brother by his side again. It had been some time since he had seen Anatoliy and it was nice to have to opportunity to talk to him without either father or sister at their side.

He grinned at his brother’s words, still finding Anatoliy’s cheek amusing. "Of course, Tol. The mansion has plenty to keep us warm and full, so we’ll be able to talk until the rain stops." The two were already on their way and both seemed to be walking a little faster than their usual casual pace would bring them. The mansion wasn’t too far off though, so the boys would make in there in just a few more minutes time. Silas, much like he supposed his brother felt, couldn’t wait to get inside.

Anatoliy could read Silas so well. Was it because Silas was predictable or just easily read? Or was it their bond of brotherhood that gave Tol a closer insight as to how the young Russian was feeling? Silas couldn’t be sure. "Gorgeous," he simply responded, icy eyes sparkling with the thought of her. "Oh Tol, she lives in the mansion too. Maybe you’ll get a glimpse. She’s absolutely beautiful." The mansion came into view and Silas grinned with satisfaction. He’d have to fetch some blankets for them both, and maybe they’d even be able to get a fire started in the fireplace. All of this would be in the works for the making of a truly wonderful day with his brother. Hell, maybe he’d even convince Anatoliy to stop by more often. Silas couldn’t doubt that he would absolutely love that.

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