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It came down to silence though X'ies went on speaking, providing the answers that Jaden seemingly did not want to give. It did not become a matter of discerning whether his words held any truth to them. Such skepticism drifted to naught the loner her fellow lead remained silent. She turned to him then, her face having fallen placid and calm with her ears remained tilted toward X'ies voice.
They had become aggravated, he claimed, when continuous pushed about each other. And she could see it in the obsidian male even now and X'ies went on. This is what all kept him silent that day, thoughtful even when she tried to coax him to play. He was thinking about what he'd learned and was concerned about his Alpha acting violently? X'yrin turned to look at the grey male purposefully, her eyes narrowed with the flesh of her lips quivering in agitation. A poor excuse if ever there was one. He had witnessed the training of the Exultare and damn well knew the training they endured for the sake of thwarting even the most aggressive assailants. A title as a killer meant nothing; a flagrant calling to let others know of the lives they had taken. A call for attention; a false reason to be feared. To assume there was danger for her in a name alone was an insult. But she said nothing on the matter and returned her gaze to Jaden.
Her ear twitched at X'ies's announcement but it was met with a flippant sweep of her tail. "You would risk your only connection with our Family? That does not sound logical of you..." Her words were a placeholder of sorts, a pause for the second conversation that would be had once this bearing the most priority was settled.
But she did not know where to begin with it. A quiet storm rested just on the shores of her control with landfall determined by that answers she needed to receive. But it remained there...resting... lacking direction as she could not bring herself to form the questions that needed to be answered. She feared no pain other than what could be inflicted on her heart. She harbored no rage other than what remained storming within her. She had questions but no answers to receive as they would not yet leave her tongue. How did Jaden know the yellow dog? What was their connection that kept him so silent? Why wouldn't he say anything?
Were they comrades? Were they friends? How any could align themselves with a savage animal was beyond her immediate understanding, but for once she did not want to ponder it. She simply did not wish it to be. Were they once a part of the same pack? Questions and more questions came forth, even inklings to thoughts too vile to consider. But they would remained unanswered unless she breathed them to life. To remain silent was to remain vexed... but was the remedy she sought a cure...or poison?
Peering into the endless depths of her heart's desire, she found in them the means to smooth the rigidity of her form. The internal storm still raged but its reflection was absent from her eyes. "Jaden... please tell me," her voice had never sounded to empty with strain...so weak. "how do you know her?" 'Tell me something to place my mind at ease...'
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