Hah, this went rather fast. Haku likes Vark's attitude xP. If you want to we can continue this thread a bit! Welcome to Dahlia de Mai! 500+
Vark Granel would probably die within the first month. It was not a certainty, of course, but it was the automatic estimate Haku silently settled on as the youth struggled to find the best way to respond to Haku’s words. The alpha’s name remained unmoving as a the young canine in front of him took a small pause before looking straight into the large secui’s scarred face and Haku knew that the injuries on the youth’s body had been given from the smaller canines with the sharp faces and oversized ears. The Dahlian male was proved correct judging the trespasser’s words. Whether his intention had been to join this pack from the very start or not did not matter much, for Haku only collected his souls to see them be ripped apart from its mortal vessel. However, Haku loathed the ignorance he often found in those who could not even pause at the borders and call for a leader. It could have been so easy to kill him for the mere crime of trespassing into a wolfen land that was in war. Vark was lucky, for he had met one of the cruelest beasts of ‘Soul in the beast’s own lair and still lived.
What he appreciated, however, was hatred. He could see the flames of hate dance within the boy’s light orbs and knew that motivation could sometimes surpass strength and skills. Sometimes. Did not matter much. Haku was in this for the conflict and little more. His own sister had been shot down in cold blood, but emotions had long evaporated within the male. Those who seemed to matter anyways. All traces of love were long extinguished. He cared little for how exactly Vark’s mother had known about him and his relationship with coyotes. Truth was that Haku did not at all despite Inferni nor coyotes in general. A growing minority – or perhaps even majority seemed to be reluctant to the clan and that was what the chocolate coated man with the blue eyes counted on. The past had so easy for repeating itself and Inferni had been in several wars. Of course there was still hatred and grudges left that the wolves of Dahlia now could feed on to acquire motivation for what they were about to do. Vark was already brainwashed and ready for use and Haku could not reject such an opportunity despite the other male’s young age.
”Coyotes are cruel beings, Vark.” the man’s voice spoke, suddenly softly and understanding. ”They are not like us; they kill without reason.” He offered understanding and compassion, the actor in him doing a tremendous job. Once he had known these feelings, so recreating an echo of them was no issue. ”Come with me, young Vark and we will find someone to take a look of those burns of yours.” the chocolate male offered with a soft, extremely rare smile and motioned with his large head for the boy to follow him. The injuries were not large nor serious and the man was certain that Conor and Susquehanna would have no problems treating them.
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