Sneaky Liam. ↔ 404 words
Well it was nice to know one corner of the world wasn't being dragged into war. Honestly, Liam envied Jackson and his calm, easy-going back up in the mountains. He longed for that calm to be back at Cour des Miracles... They were going to get things back to normal though – one way or another. Liam wasn't about to let his little siblings grow up in fear, or his mother ache with grief as every moment reminded her terribly of her dear brother. His dad would be able to relax a little and enjoy his young pups' childhood; Skoll, Lottie and Hati would be able to finally get to really know their dad. “Yeah? Well sometimes the ordinary isn't such a bad thing.” Liam said with a slight chuckle, his long furry legs dangling below, going back and forth. His eyes darted to the sky for a moment as he noticed a raven hovering – it swooped down a couple dozen yards away before crumbling buildings hid it the dark bird from view.
Liam could have sworn his blood turned to ice at the sound of the enemy pack's name as it came out of Jackson's mouth. The brown wolf glanced at the new acquaintance before he looked at the empty sky. “Yeah.” he said simply, “Aniwaya – yeah it takes a good half-day to travel there from the Court... I think anyway. I've never gone but a lot of people in my pack have.” he said, hoping he sounded nonchalant. He wanted to steer the subject well away from the enemy pack though and he wanted to do it fast. “How 'bout you? Any packs around... um, Anathema?” he said, struggling momentarily with the pack's name.
A part of him was beginning to play with the information he was getting – maybe if he got a little more, he could tell his father what he'd learned and possibly give him something helpful? But then again, Liam decided finally, his dad probably already knew enough on Anathema and all of its surrounding packs. Vigilante was, after all, the King of Cour des Miracles and was often away on business. Although mostly his trips had to do with the war... but even before the start of that damned war, his dad had been absent a lot. You know, doing some kingly stuff Liam probably didn't even know the half of.
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