02-05-2009, 07:16 PM
ooc-sorry late.
The male was growing weary of repeatedly finding himself on these lands, but no matter what his leader might think all his problems weren't self absorbed with his star crossed love. He wanted to bring his sibling back to Phoenix Valley where she belonged and he was pissed. Gabriel might think that he wasn't worthy of one of his clan members but DaVinci knew his blood didn't deserve to rally with the twisted likes of the leader's family. He didn't care who Zana's father actually was, she was Sadira blood in his eyes and she belonged with her real family, not a lot of distant relatives with strange ideas of who deserved to be hated and who was worthy of being one of their own.
DaVinci's stormy orbs narrowed as he glanced acrossed the deserted lands and waited. He knew soon enough the bastard would show up all big and bad to tell him to go back to his pack and leave them the hell alone. He didn't care what they thought of him or who he was but he was tired of racing around looking for the small girl and this whole time she'd been nestled away in Inferni. His blood boiled, the clan might not be the straightest bunch but he knew that anyone would have known the scent of their pack on the small child. He growled softly as his tail tapped against the snow covered sands in annoyance at having to wait.
The male was growing weary of repeatedly finding himself on these lands, but no matter what his leader might think all his problems weren't self absorbed with his star crossed love. He wanted to bring his sibling back to Phoenix Valley where she belonged and he was pissed. Gabriel might think that he wasn't worthy of one of his clan members but DaVinci knew his blood didn't deserve to rally with the twisted likes of the leader's family. He didn't care who Zana's father actually was, she was Sadira blood in his eyes and she belonged with her real family, not a lot of distant relatives with strange ideas of who deserved to be hated and who was worthy of being one of their own.
DaVinci's stormy orbs narrowed as he glanced acrossed the deserted lands and waited. He knew soon enough the bastard would show up all big and bad to tell him to go back to his pack and leave them the hell alone. He didn't care what they thought of him or who he was but he was tired of racing around looking for the small girl and this whole time she'd been nestled away in Inferni. His blood boiled, the clan might not be the straightest bunch but he knew that anyone would have known the scent of their pack on the small child. He growled softly as his tail tapped against the snow covered sands in annoyance at having to wait.