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ooc: Form, Optime..





Ever since X'yrin had made her decision X'ies had been forwardly cold towards not just her but everyone in the pack. It was of course not the kind of cold that one could actually tell. After all it was not like the Lambda to be warm per say. His current attitude to everyone was more or less a reset of how it had been in the original days of the pack. Overtime he had gradually warmed and whist he still remained as frosty as the winter chill, time had begun to ware it down to mere frost upon the branches. But now winter had returned in Ernest and X'ies, choosing to separate his personal feelings from duties within the pack, returned to the state of the cold logical Lambda. His brothers re-emergence had helped with that, another witted mind to challenge his allowed him to clear his thoughts and focus on the present, on what needed to be done.


It wasn't till X'ies had been invited, or to be more accurately put conscripted into a diplomatic mission that he had met X'yrin for longer than 20 minutes. Now he was forced to endure hours with the female, hours of her happy go lucky attitude, pointing out land marks and other things as they travailed through lands not their own. He had of course noticed her dress, and had been requested to take this loathed form himself. Her dress could be put in two ways in the Lambdas mind, both represented the situation perfectly. By dressing herself she was being pulled further and further away from him and the Nomads, but at the same time the theme of the dress indicated something towards him. X'yrin, being pulled in two conflicting directions. For a moment there was a tug on his heart, a knot in his stomach.His eyes turned to the ground as the vulture approached.


" But regardless of what confliction she has, she made her decision to shun you, do not turn back...erase your weakness....if you retreat now...you will be trapped,forever waiting something as worthless as what she has become...Remember the lesson of the other female...".

Thana, X'ies did remember her lesson well. During the meeting with her he could not help but establish a connection by the female, who had apparently been a mate of Jadens, whilst he also wanted X'yrin. This indecision caused Thana to leave, taking the decision upon herself to abandon the pack to soothe her own suffering soul. Weakness, she could not bare the pain of her wounds...so she retreated to lick them....you will bare them...you will erase them. As she let out her call, he slid his arm out of hers, not appearing forceful, but done in a tactful way to separate himself from her. He looked up to await the coming of those from the other pack. Staring ahead with distant eyes.


"....The owl would have been a better suited companion today".




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