07-19-2009, 01:36 PM
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The curiosity about the woman whom his mother truly was did grow from his conversation with Haku. Obviously, he’d previously wondered what Colibri Soul was like and how she lived her life, but seeing the hatred expressed from her own son, his half-brother by blood, he could only wonder even further. His sire was rejected as blood, but would he be forced by personal choice to shun his own mother as well? Was none of his family worth mentioning or caring about? He’d tried to find someone, anyone to feel close to, but he’d failed miserably. His siblings could care less what happened to him and anyone else he could care less about himself. This was his brother, and he no longer cared. Haku simply wished his mother misery and agony and stated as much as Jael turned to walk away. Haku cared about their mother’s fate because she obviously meant a lot to him, even if he no longer believed in her.
He may have even loved her at one point, but now that love was twisted and decayed, perhaps through some betrayal. You cannot honestly and truly hate someone you don’t know, Jael believed, proving to himself Haku was well associated with the woman. He snorted softly, rolling his eyes at his half-brother. He was through with this conversation—there was nothing more to be said from the white wolf’s lips. “Bye-bye, big brother,” he crooned mockingly, looking one last time on the sienna creature before taking off at a steady lope. He quickly vanished around the side of a building, moving up the alleyway and disappearing from sight.
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The curiosity about the woman whom his mother truly was did grow from his conversation with Haku. Obviously, he’d previously wondered what Colibri Soul was like and how she lived her life, but seeing the hatred expressed from her own son, his half-brother by blood, he could only wonder even further. His sire was rejected as blood, but would he be forced by personal choice to shun his own mother as well? Was none of his family worth mentioning or caring about? He’d tried to find someone, anyone to feel close to, but he’d failed miserably. His siblings could care less what happened to him and anyone else he could care less about himself. This was his brother, and he no longer cared. Haku simply wished his mother misery and agony and stated as much as Jael turned to walk away. Haku cared about their mother’s fate because she obviously meant a lot to him, even if he no longer believed in her.
He may have even loved her at one point, but now that love was twisted and decayed, perhaps through some betrayal. You cannot honestly and truly hate someone you don’t know, Jael believed, proving to himself Haku was well associated with the woman. He snorted softly, rolling his eyes at his half-brother. He was through with this conversation—there was nothing more to be said from the white wolf’s lips. “Bye-bye, big brother,” he crooned mockingly, looking one last time on the sienna creature before taking off at a steady lope. He quickly vanished around the side of a building, moving up the alleyway and disappearing from sight.