09-02-2012, 12:36 AM
No! Raoth did his best to snatch the pieces, gathering as many as he could. The sentence had been written a lot of times unfortunately, trying to convince himself of that fact. All Aro really needed were a few scraps of the whole, and he would know the truth. Desperately he gathered them up, but the wolf still managed to beat him. Ears pasted back he quickly backed up, watching Aro read the words. This was not good. He didn't want this to be discovered. Would he be chained now? Traded back to Amy as faulty? Would Aro tell him to leave?
That was not the reaction he'd expected. Anger and violence, the way that his world always was. That was what he had expected. Instead, Aro sounded delighted. Perhaps he'd been burdened with having a slave? If so, why had he bought Raoth? His eyes widened as Aro spoke, explaining his reasoning. He'd been bought to be set free? Just a secret from Amy? If that was true, he really could have left all those times. Yet he hadn't. He couldn't bring himself to leave the pack. No, that wasn't true. He couldn't bring himself to leave Aro.
The words sent a small zap through Raoth. Not an entirely unpleasant one. Listening to him speak his tail wagged, unable to stop smiling as the words spilled out. Sparring, always improving was a pleasure for him. Hunting could be enjoyable, but learning that Aro had known he had a soft spot for the deer did him in, stepping closer to Aro. If only he could speak, tell him how much he liked that. How much he appreciated those actions. He wanted to pay it back, to give something to Aro in exchange for everything he'd been given. But what?
That was not the reaction he'd expected. Anger and violence, the way that his world always was. That was what he had expected. Instead, Aro sounded delighted. Perhaps he'd been burdened with having a slave? If so, why had he bought Raoth? His eyes widened as Aro spoke, explaining his reasoning. He'd been bought to be set free? Just a secret from Amy? If that was true, he really could have left all those times. Yet he hadn't. He couldn't bring himself to leave the pack. No, that wasn't true. He couldn't bring himself to leave Aro.
The words sent a small zap through Raoth. Not an entirely unpleasant one. Listening to him speak his tail wagged, unable to stop smiling as the words spilled out. Sparring, always improving was a pleasure for him. Hunting could be enjoyable, but learning that Aro had known he had a soft spot for the deer did him in, stepping closer to Aro. If only he could speak, tell him how much he liked that. How much he appreciated those actions. He wanted to pay it back, to give something to Aro in exchange for everything he'd been given. But what?