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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 3:07 pm
One could see Casimir work out this conundrum in real-time from the perplexed expression on his face - how does a Slave speak to a Sister when they are no longer technically Slave and Sister? His brow furrowed, and he settled on meeting Terreis's eyes - ever so bashfully - with his head held low. "The boys are...out of control, but I can hardly blame them." A private smile flitted briefly across his face. "They like being able to explore as much as they do here." His tail was wagging slowly as he spoke - he didn't know Terreis, not really, but he had a feeling she was going to be an important figure in his life here, and was determined to do all he could to endear himself to her. "And how are your boys? They must be almost grown now."
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:40 pm
Adonai bit his tongue while the others talked. He rolled back to his haunches and scratched his ear and looked nonchalant, all the while holding back an outburst.
He wasn't sure which annoyed him more: how the big wolf was falling all over himself to try and please Terreis, or how Terreis acted as though she cared about her nephews, or her sons, or any other male for the matter.
The whole situation disgusted him, and he wanted very badly to shake some sense into the boy. He hoped the pups weren't so far gone as this.
Keeping his maw tightly sealed, he politely waited for Terreis to answer. Yes, Terreis...talk about your sons.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 5:32 pm
"Good to hear." At least they were adjusting well, something she couldn't exactly say about other males who had joined from her home pack. But then again no matter where they would be, what pack, what setting they found themselves in nothing would be perfect, she knew that all too well. She had tried to achieve perfection amongst the Sisters but had never obtained it and even here in such a peaceful and friendly pack she still found that nothing was perfect. Would it ever be, no probably not.
The question about her sons snapped Terreis back to reality and away from her thoughts. "They are doing well, and yes they are almost fully grown. I think some may leave the pack soon to search out a new life for themselves, others will stay." Her eyes settled upon Adonai for a moment, he probably figured she would talk badly of them but really she did love them, deep down she truly did, it was just hard for her to show it, but at least she tried.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 10:59 am
Casimir nodded, a certain sadness darkening his face at the idea of her children growing up and leaving her; as intolerable as his sons currently were, even a hint at the notion of them growing up and making off made him anxious, left him feeling bereft. His intolerable children were really all he had.
But then, the rest of that idea, of having adult children who lived in your pack, that was a little too much for him to grasp in the middle of a conversation. He glanced uneasily at Adonai; Adonai, this oddly pompous stranger who sired a monster, who couldn't hide his disgust at what amounted to his (and Iosef's) entire life. Cas felt, in turn, a certain lack of respect for a male who was so out-of-tune with other wolves' feelings, who stumped about with all of a Sister's confidence and precious little of their authority. His face went a little flat with dislike; maybe Terreis's presence made him feel closer to his old territory, more keen to criticize than to adapt. Whatever it was, he dropped into silence, unwilling for the moment to make small talk with either of them.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 11:56 pm
Adonai may have been callous to the suffering of those he found to be absurd, but he wasn't a stupid wolf. He was, indeed, quite attuned to the emotions of others, especially in regards to how they were turned toward himself.
So he caught the subtleties of the way Casimir looked at him. He had seen that look levied against him before. Not by his father. No, that had been a different expression, one with indignence and rage and disgust. But other family members, that night. Other family members he still loved and respected, who had turned their nose up at him because he'd been bold enough to stand up to Father when all the rest just skulked around under his paw....
...Wow, that was unexpected. A memory from a forgotten lifetime ago, and somehow he was still angry at it.
He gazed back at Casimir, betrayed by his hurt expression. He forced his face to go blank and slack instead. Damn if he would let Terreis see him get upset. Damn if he would let this chubby whelp upset him. All he wanted to do was reach out a paw and help! And this was how he was rewarded?
"...Well," he said, clearing his throat, speaking carefully to keep as much emotion as possible out of his voice. "You two have lots to talk about, it seems. I won't burden you with my presence." He nodded as graciously to Casimir as he could muster. "A pleasure, Casimir."
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2011 4:29 pm
Well this was just getting awkward. Casimir seemed to have shrunk into a hole within himself and wasn't talking anymore, and as for Adonai, well she still didn't like her father nor being around him. Still she did feel for Casimir, she knew the struggles of trying to form a new life in a new pack, especially one as different as their previous pack had been. Her gaze moved to Adonai and then back to Casimir. "He takes some getting used to." She told the maned male and then flashed a bit of a smile, hoping her next comment would ease the tension a bit. "I'm still not used to him yet and he's my father...apparently."
Ha, take that Adonai! Any little opportunity to jab at her father was an opportunity Terreis would not miss. "If you ever need anything, just let me know." She told Casimir as her eyes returned to him. "I'm actually more helpful than the others let on." Oh sure she still kept to herself quite often, but she helped when needed, and more importantly she knew what it was like to be beaten and abused by Varia so they had some common ground there.
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