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#1
18th September

How long had it been since he was last here, a lifetime it felt like. So long ago. Now he came for a different reason. He had learned through whisperings and eavesdropped conversations that his father had sired new children with the leader of Cercatori, Skye. New siblings. This was a monumental discovery. He had missed his father's mate-ship to one of the pack females. He didn't know her, so she meant nothing to him really. This discovery was enough for him to force himself to travel again, leaving Juliet behind this time. His newly cropped fur felt a lot lighter than the scraggy, nasty mess it had been the night before, even if he did look strange with the shorter fur.

He approached the borders cautiously, unsure what had changed. Nothing smelled out of the ordinary but still, there seemed to be an edge of depression that hung about the pack, like things had gone wrong and were not righted. He sniffed around their borders for a little longer and then raised his head. It was a far cry from the strong confident howl that he used to produce, but still held a little strength and was very polite. He wished to see Skye if she were available.
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Today she was with her pups, their squirming bodies held close to her breast. They were growing so quickly - they were a month old now, still not being able to speak coherently, they now could say simple words, such as 'mama', both of their first words. Ares was so energetic, as was Esmeralda.. they were almost too much to handle. But she could, and she would.

A howl now sounded from the borders - not far from where she was. As she made her way closer, she could scent who it may be.. the familiar scent of a Knight hit her nose, then, and she automatically snarled. Tony had made himself a nuisance not too long ago, and the incident was still fresh in her mind; she would not forgive Tony, not for a very long time to come.

She saw the man, then, and approached, a scowl still on her face. "Lorenzo," she said, remembering him from the ball - he had not been hostile then, but she was still suspicious. "What brings you to the borders of Cercatori d'Arte?" She held her pups away from him, as she had done with Tony.

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#3
She came and she came quickly, but not happily. She came with suspicion and guardedness. The boy still towered over the short woman even though his substantial weight loss made him look ill. His skin hugged his bones savagely and although he didn't know it, he greatly resembled Jace who had only just left her hide out. A skeletal figure. He greeted her as he had done before, a bow although more stiffly performed and a gracious greeting,

"Captina Collins. Eet's nice tah see yerself again." His attention immediately latched onto the two children and he stared at them in wonder. She held them away from him though and he couldn't get a good look at them. There were only two, a boy and a girl from their scent. He was ecstatic, the first happy feeling he had felt in a long long time.

"Ahh 'ave come wit' ah request, eef yaself woul' be so kind tah agree. Ah wish tah spend time with me new brotha and sistah." There was nothing even close to hostility or ill feeling within his body language nor his voice or his eyes, just an overwhelming curiosity and wonder. For the first time in months his eyes brightened beyond their dull visage. He was a murderer, he shouldn't stain these children with his bloodied hands and yet he couldn't tear himself away from them, they were his family just as Skye now was whether she liked it or not.
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She could tell something was wrong with Lorenzo - his skin clung to his bones, as if he had not eaten in a very long time. He was stiff, almost brittle, if that was a good word to describe the male. Skye did not care very much at that moment, however, her glowering eyes still searching his face for signs of hostility.

She listened as he said his greetings, being a lot more respectful - and, quite frankly, intelligent - than his kin. Finally, she spoke. "A bit more respectful than your brother, I see," she grumbled grumpily. She then took a step backwards, allowing him to enter the territory. "Come in, then - they seem happy to see you, anyway." It was true - hearing the sound of the stranger's voice, they searched brightly for the source of the sound, yipping in excitement at the prospect of something new.

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He blinked in surprise and then his ears laid back as his eyes darkened, Tony had been here? Or did she mean Aro? Whichever one it was Skye didn't have good memories of the meeting and what little of his fur remained prickled slightly. He posed the question aloud to her, Lorenzo was appauled that a member of his own family had come and harassed this woman with her young children, their own siblings, Jazper would be hearing of it and doubtless he would have very loud and angry words to say about it,

"Mah brotha Tony or are ye' meanin' Aro?" He followed her forwards as she stepped back in invitation, taking his first ever step onto Cercatorian soil. His eyes softened as they swept over the youngsters again who were becoming more and more excited with his presence, a fact that heartened him and helped his heart feel warmth again. He tried to relax his posture, Skye looked on tenterhooks as it was and he didn't want to upset her further.
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"Tony, I suppose it was," she said, snorting in slight anger and disinterest for the man's brother - he was a worm to her, and nothing more. And yet, he had threatened her and her pups, and that was something that would not be tolerated by the woman. She would not have her pack harmed, and if 'Tony' came around once more, he would meet a grim fate indeed. The thought, however, violent, cheered her up at least somewhat. "If he comes around again, he'll be seeing the sharp side of my knife - and don't let him forget it!" she said viciously, giving Lorenzo a sharp-toothed, strangely threatening grin.

Her pups whimpered at the tone in her voice, and she nuzzled the tops of their heads with her nose, causing them to laugh from the ticklishness. "Ares and Esmeralda," she said to change the subject, nudging each in turn as she said their names.

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As much as the man was trying to reign in his growing anger at his brother it couldn't help but shine through in his tense muscles and twitching whiskers. So rather than show his anger to Skye and his innocent siblings Lorenzo turned slightly from Skye, twisting his body and echoing her strange feral grin. He would too be having words with Tony. But not now, this was not the place. The male had started to shift, sinking down smaller although still a pretty large beast even with the substantial loss of his bulk. Enough that Skye now stood taller than himself, his lupus form was roughly four foot at the shoulder and so his head stood still another half a foot taller than that, a large man indeed. His secui form was not a lot larger than this seeing as he was already quite big.

Now appearing a lot less threatening to the woman with young children, Lorenzo sat himself down and let his tongue loll out in a gesture of goodwill and relaxation even if it was not what he felt deep inside. The writhing need to punish his brother still burned. His eyes fixed upon his siblings with an almost obsessional glint, although wondrous rather than malicious. "Ah deedn't think tah see new siblings when mah mather left fer good. Mah fatha was very upset, tha word goes 'round he's found 'imself a new woman now. Ah don't know 'er mahself, ah been away a lang time fer personal reasons. An ah come back an ah have two new little 'uns to see and sahmone else to git tah know." He shook his head as though clearing cobwebs, Lorenzo had very strict set values on how a man should treat any woman never mind one that bore him children. He had frowned down upon Jazper when he had found that the male had impregnated Skye when she was not his mate.

"Skye, ah know yer an independant woman and ya can look after yahself but ah want yah ter know that even if Jazper and tha others turn away from yah, ah wont, ah'l stand by ya even against mah father and mah brothers. He didn't know how his speech would be recieved but he wanted to say it anyway.


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