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Inferni did not house guests in the usual way. Slits of crimson would forever be reluctant to look upon this one with anything but scorn and dislike. They were of two different worlds, and he wasn’t part of hers. Perhaps it could have been different, but he hadn’t been born here and had chosen the life of a wolf. Her racism had been formed by his kind, and she wasn’t willing to give him any chances for free. Of course he was expected to be a filthy liar and thief.
Her whiskers pulled back further at his words. Well, perhaps she would ask the insufferable Aquila what the fuck an unannounced visitor was doing roaming about on the clan’s lands all alone, eating their prey. Those words were met by silence as she pondered how Ezekiel would treat her call. It was his fault though, his fault for letting his scum family wander about. She had expected more from Gabriel than this. The mother had to be a wolf. ”You’re one of Gabriel’s dirty little secrets?” she asked, smiling a wicked little smile.
”Oh, but you have every reason to lie to me,” she broke in immediately after his comment had reached her ears. ”A trespassing wolf caught hunting on our lands, it would lower your chances of survival even more than usual.” But he could very well be the son of Gabriel. ”The rabbit, please,” she sneered, reaching out with her palm faced up. It didn’t belong to him.
Your faith walks on broken glass
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