09-01-2008, 02:15 PM
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sharksIt was a curiosity he was unfamiliar with, but it was there, and it was strong. He wanted to know what had happened. As cunning and observant as he could be, there was only so much he could piece together with what he had seen and come across. His brother's scent was in the area, fairly recent; that much was not hard to discern. Arkham was not sure he had ever really loved Andrezej. They had been at odds their entire lives, like night and day, perhaps. But the lighter grey coyote had always felt strongly towards family, even in the days when nothing really mattered, and deep down, part of him had always wanted to save his brother somehow, to bring him out of whatever darkness he kept himself in. Maybe a different part of him had always thought it would be impossible, and it was that part that set out to diametrically oppose Andre, to balance it all out.
sharksAndre had been exiled for trying to kill his blood brother and attacking Gabriel when he'd interfered. Arkham had always known that he would return for some kind of revenge, but he was naive in his belief that it would be a direct and plain attack. The coyote didn't know what had happened. Maybe he suspected. Or maybe he simply suspected that Talitha knew. Either way, he wasn't really sure how to pose the question without giving himself a way.
sharksIt was a curiosity he was unfamiliar with, but it was there, and it was strong. He wanted to know what had happened. As cunning and observant as he could be, there was only so much he could piece together with what he had seen and come across. His brother's scent was in the area, fairly recent; that much was not hard to discern. Arkham was not sure he had ever really loved Andrezej. They had been at odds their entire lives, like night and day, perhaps. But the lighter grey coyote had always felt strongly towards family, even in the days when nothing really mattered, and deep down, part of him had always wanted to save his brother somehow, to bring him out of whatever darkness he kept himself in. Maybe a different part of him had always thought it would be impossible, and it was that part that set out to diametrically oppose Andre, to balance it all out.
sharksAndre had been exiled for trying to kill his blood brother and attacking Gabriel when he'd interfered. Arkham had always known that he would return for some kind of revenge, but he was naive in his belief that it would be a direct and plain attack. The coyote didn't know what had happened. Maybe he suspected. Or maybe he simply suspected that Talitha knew. Either way, he wasn't really sure how to pose the question without giving himself a way.
You don't really want to talk about it, huh?he gave a small smile. He understood, mostly, but it was mostly politeness and caution.
Well, at least it's over now, right?
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