me too Dx
Anatoliy laughed, wondering if being in another pack would automatically make him an enemy of the coyote clan. "Some of us just happen to have grown since we were little. It's not my fault you didn't grow into a bear like the rest of the family." Of course Silas was just as big as the rest of them, but if his brother wanted to tease, the Russo was going to comply. He easily downed the rest of the steak, careful to keep the blood from dripping down his chin. Plate clear, he set it down and out of the way of his feet, in case his hand motions got overzealous. "So, what, she's an older woman?" He raised his eyebrow at him, ring pulling at the skin. "Why would you worry about sounding childish if she were your age? Unless you're trying to impress her." Anatoliy smirked at Silas, wondering just how bad he had it.
He gave a heavy sigh, leaning back and resting his face in the palm of his hand with his elbow on the edge of the back of the chair. "Man, Silas, you always seem to get lucky. All I've had is family. None of the girls back home are nearly as pretty as those I've glimpsed here. It's not like the buffet the port cities are, but they're more exotic here." One or two he had more than glimpsed, but he doubted that his brother cared. Silas seemed to want to brag a little, and Anatoliy wanted to let the guy vent and blow up his ego a bit. That's what brothers were for. "You better show me, or else you're just all talk, brother." Undoubtedly, he would meet her.
So, who had the Russo met? That he liked. He paused, a little surprised by the question and then flustered by trying to figure out what he thought. Well, he had met one girl, but she was just another girl. Most likely. "Well, not... really?" Anatoliy fiddled with the quilt still about his shoulders, eying Silas. "I did meet one, but I don't really know what to think of her yet. She's a fighter, that's what I know. I'm not a fighter, but she's still nice. I promised to spar with her later, or wrestle, or whatever. I think she's a little bit insane, too." He laughed, remember how she told him of her plans for her home. "She wants to build her own house."
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OOC Ending: So Silas and Anatoliy talk some more about girls and whatever else brothers like to talk about. After the rain stops, Silas escorts Tol back to Inferni’s borders to say goodbye before the two go on their separate ways. Hooray for brotherly bonding![/html]
