Words had never really came easily to the sandy colored fey. Usually there were kept jumbled behind her brain, never to be released unless perfect. But they never came out that way even after the checked and double-checked their structure. Lately she had been fond of just saying it, letting the word vomit happen, and dealing with the consequences later.
Jazper was easy to talk to; his kind and young face made her feel like he was searching for something. Something to great and large for her to give him in full, but she might just be able to help him with a small piece.
Responding to his words came oddly natural, ”Replacements can only be put in if you let them. He may replace Lucifer in one beasts eyes, but he may never in yours.” Even if Pilot tried his hardest to take the black males spot in their new pack, Jazper would always know who filled that role of male influence in his life.
A smile came to her mouth when she thought of his comments on the topic of men. “Yes, men can be fickle.” Anu was a prime example of turning her back to the gender. As much as she didn’t want to recognize it, her only real relationships she had ever had were with females. On the surface she believed they were only foreign to her, just not her cup of tea.
”There are good ones out there, and you will find them and gain that fraternal connection.” She looked at Jazper, examining his features before speaking, “I think your old enough to be that individual. Find friends you can grow with, instead of searching for a lost long whatever.” Her words were harsher then she was used to saying, but her voice was still soft and nurturing. Maybe he should find others that he could learn from, but could also learn from him. |