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Ezekiel de le Poer · 04-30-2011, 04:44 PM

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He felt weight on his wrist, but he only saw the realization in her eyes. Unlike the blonde boy, his russet sister was ecstatic with the decision. Yet Ezekiel, his eyes betraying this as she clung to him and hid her face, could not share her enthusiasm. It was not a choice he had been given. Gabriel had forced it upon him, as he had forced his will on so many others. In a small way, Ezekiel hated his father for this. He was did not aim to find power, did not want to rise to that responsibility. For an instance, he regretted coming home.

Yet as his sister cried her elation to the sky, a grim realization fell upon the scarred coyote. If he did not rise to meet this challenge, it would not simply be Inferni that would suffer. Ignorant to his sister’s relationship with their red-eyed cousin, Ezekiel did not imagine such a thing might come to pass. Now, though, as her body spoke to his own, he knew this was true. He would need to be a leader not simply for the vagabond savages that his father had let into their home, but for his sister, and for family whom he had all but forgotten. A sigh escaped him.

“This isn’t going to be easy for us,” he said broadly, thinking of the clan as a whole. “I’m probably going to have to deal with Halo on top of everything else.” Gently, he pulled away from his sister to better look at her. His plastic smile had returned. “I might ask someone else to join you in Optio. I want your eyes and ears inside the borders.” In part because he wanted to keep her safe, but Ezekiel trusted his sister would judge those within harshly and honestly. She had never shown him she was capable of anything less.

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