12-27-2011, 12:22 PM
In comes the extremely upset big brother who goes and sulks XD
3+
He hated parties. Completely and absolutely. The large boy had sequestered himself with his wooden flute into a dark corner of the room and was glaring at the dog that dared to touch Fia. Every so often a lip would curl to reveal sharp teeth as Gunnar's hand would move to a position Lorenzo deemed inappropriate. The only thing that was stopping him from tearing Fia away from him and beating the other guy senseless was Jazper harmoniously playing his violin nearby. If not for his father's calm and peace the boy would have exploded well before now. Enxo found that he disliked this violent and bloodthirsty side of himself as much as he was honor bound to protect his sister. She was his sister for lord's sake, he was supposed to protect her. But this endless building anger that had no way out except into blood and tearing and ripping was slowly wearing away at his self control.
This wasn't helping him. Enzo had been unable to find clothes that fit his huge form and so had gone in his fur only, his long hair tied back with some elastic. He turned away from the sight of his sister dancing and instead brought out his flute. He didn't want to play it, the thing looked so delicate within his huge hands, he could easily crush it. Like he had done with Dixie in order to play for her he closed his eyes and tuned out the world and focusing only on the song the Sole played. He brought the flute to his lips and added his own tune to the rhythm of the violinist, Lorenzo had inherited his musical ability from his father. Alternating between light and heavy, fast and slow to make it seem as though the music were alive within the room.
3+
He hated parties. Completely and absolutely. The large boy had sequestered himself with his wooden flute into a dark corner of the room and was glaring at the dog that dared to touch Fia. Every so often a lip would curl to reveal sharp teeth as Gunnar's hand would move to a position Lorenzo deemed inappropriate. The only thing that was stopping him from tearing Fia away from him and beating the other guy senseless was Jazper harmoniously playing his violin nearby. If not for his father's calm and peace the boy would have exploded well before now. Enxo found that he disliked this violent and bloodthirsty side of himself as much as he was honor bound to protect his sister. She was his sister for lord's sake, he was supposed to protect her. But this endless building anger that had no way out except into blood and tearing and ripping was slowly wearing away at his self control.
This wasn't helping him. Enzo had been unable to find clothes that fit his huge form and so had gone in his fur only, his long hair tied back with some elastic. He turned away from the sight of his sister dancing and instead brought out his flute. He didn't want to play it, the thing looked so delicate within his huge hands, he could easily crush it. Like he had done with Dixie in order to play for her he closed his eyes and tuned out the world and focusing only on the song the Sole played. He brought the flute to his lips and added his own tune to the rhythm of the violinist, Lorenzo had inherited his musical ability from his father. Alternating between light and heavy, fast and slow to make it seem as though the music were alive within the room.