07-08-2009, 09:16 PM
There was little that Enigma could actually say against the male's answer to his question, after all he had come to the clan with woven fabrications of being the son of a once well respected clan member, the son of their Aquila and with the impression that he would be welcome with open arms. Instead as the tables had turned he lost his cocky attitude quickly, realizing he was the scion of a traitor and was only welcome because the blood he shared with the rest of the clan. Enigma grunted and settled down on his haunches as he watched the male from the corner of his eye, raising his pawpad to his maw as he gave a couple rasps across the soft flesh, trying to coax the thorn to the surface as he thought back on his own reasons for seeking the clan and comparing them to this creature before him. Though there was little likeness in their tales they had both ended up on the cusp of the lands with little more than a name and a desire.
Feeling the catch of the thorn against his tongue the young dusky gold de le Poer bit into his pad, catching hold of the briar as he spat the sharp bit of plant to the ground between them. He looked down at the male who seemed so pathetic in that stance, as though Enigma actually had some sort of power over him. He sighed softly as he grumbled. "Get up, you look a fool.." His words silly enough for the male had already come to his feet before they were finished as he gave the real answer that Enigma was searching for. Just who he really was. The younger bloodkin straightened as those dark pools sought the golden orbs of his relative as he responded. "I'm Enigma.. you're my uncle." he said finally, not giving away who his father was but if the male took a moment he wouldn't have to give away those words from his own maw. Even now after a moon to brood and bask in the truth he still refused to come to terms with the truth, with what he really was.
Feeling the catch of the thorn against his tongue the young dusky gold de le Poer bit into his pad, catching hold of the briar as he spat the sharp bit of plant to the ground between them. He looked down at the male who seemed so pathetic in that stance, as though Enigma actually had some sort of power over him. He sighed softly as he grumbled. "Get up, you look a fool.." His words silly enough for the male had already come to his feet before they were finished as he gave the real answer that Enigma was searching for. Just who he really was. The younger bloodkin straightened as those dark pools sought the golden orbs of his relative as he responded. "I'm Enigma.. you're my uncle." he said finally, not giving away who his father was but if the male took a moment he wouldn't have to give away those words from his own maw. Even now after a moon to brood and bask in the truth he still refused to come to terms with the truth, with what he really was.