Riddick was indeed, furious. Furious with Kyra, Karndess, Rellik, his son, everyone. Riddick had gotten so infuriated that he had done something he never thought he could bring himself to do-hit, and hurt Kyra, badly. Though she wasn't scared off, perhaps she was merely sticking around to rub in his face that he had given her the bruises, the scars, and now, now, his only son was gone. How was he supposed to explain everything to Yorik, to his daughters, what worried him more, was if his daughters had heard them, heard the argument, adn seen him, their father, strike Kyra, who they had come to know and love as a part of their family.
"How could she have done it anyway, let Karndess take Domnikali from us, from me," he growled to himself, pacing in circles, claws outrestched, he wanted to let his claws sink into something and hear it squeal, hear it cry, but he ahd already done that, and to Kyra, which pained his heart as much as losing his son to Karndess who had stolen him away. Rellik, the she-devil as well who had left after helping Karndess get away. What a world. "It was never meant to be like this..." he muttered to himself.
Giza'vermaak had heard it all. Seen it all even. Watched as Kyra was beaten to a bloody pulp by her father. Even the dark humored young lioness had needed to take a moment to herself. A second to think over what had happened. Kyra had helped train her. Like an older sister, or an aunt... and her brother... her brother was gone. Dom had been her training partner, her rival. Her friend. And now he was gone... stupid Karndess had ruined everything. Destroyed her happy home. She wasn't sure it had been right for her father to blame Kyra... everyone was at fault... but what Big Daddy did, she generally agreed with.
Then she saw her father, and paused for a moment. To talk to him or not? She would be one of the first ones since... what had happened. But Giza wouldn't let her father see her weak. She was better than that. As far as she was concerned, she was better than her only brother, and she wouldn't show weakness. No matter how much it hurt her to keep it in. To wish she was bigger so that she could tear Karndess limb from limb and leave her bleeding.... but Big Daddy, he would be the one who dealt with that. When they caught her, and she was sure they would, "Big Daddy?" She asked quietly, hoping that he had heard and seen her. Suprising him, while unlikely, would not be good.
JRiddick looked down at his paws and could still smell the sttench of Kyra's blood on him, he had hurt her, showed her to never disobey him again, and in the darkest reaches of his mind, he knew what else he could do, might do, if it ever came to it, to show her to never distrust his strength, ever. He wiped his paw on the ground in the midst of the moonlight, only at times like these could he see without the pain. A little bit of crimson wet the ground beneath him, and his tongue lulled from his mouth as he tasted hte wind, it tatsted of betrayal, and change. Would he ever see his son again?
A voice caught him then, as he turned to settle his eyes, his shiners on the golden orbs that glowed so bright in the dim light beneath the moon. Riddick was not one to smile, not one to deal with emotions much, but he knew his daughter would be able to sense his tense and disgust at everything, and he wondered if she had seen him, seen him beat Kyra like he did. "Giza,"he spoke solemly, "Your mother will be worried with you gone from her this night, what are you doing up at this time?" he was trying to see if she had seen. Riddick was not one to converge with his emotions, but the thought of his own flesh and blood seeing him in the act was troublesome to him.
How to explain...? How she had seen her father and Kyra walk off and had been curious? Wanting to see if she could follow her father and her 'aunt'. She wanted to test herself. Prove she was better. She didn't have her father's eyesight, or Kyra's experience but she wanted to be as good as she could be. She hadn't needed her father, or her sibling's eyes to see what she had seen. Kyra being beaten down by her father. The words hadn't escaped her keen ears either. Her brother was gone. And he probably wasn't coming back. And now Kyra... would Kyra be gone too?
Giza hadn't known whether or not her father would see her... perhaps after what had just happened, he had been too distracted. She didn't dare think she had been clever enough to sneak away from Big Daddy. "I was just..." She was sure that she could have cut the tension with her claws if she had tried, "I wanted to see what you were...." The blood on her father's claws. She couldn't help but notice it. Perhaps her parents and Kyra had trained her too well, "Mom thinks I'm sleeping." Best answer she could come up with. But she had seen too much... and she had seen her father at work before. But never on Kyra. Never that.
Riddick watched his daughter stumble, though he was proud of her, deep in his heart of how she snuck away from her mother so silently, but her eyes, they had darted to lay on his paw, where the blood still stained his fur and he let his tongue slip over his teeth as he tried to word things correctly, pry it out of her as well. "You were up for longer than these few moments, weren't you, Giza?" he asked, letting his eyes fall onto her form. She would not be able to ru and hide form him in the dark nights as she might be able to when the sun was high over his head.
"What did you see, Giza, what did you hear?" his voice was low, rough, almost a croon though deep, his eyes did not wander from her, and he wanted to know, he wanted to know now! "Tell me!"
Giza winced, but she didn't run. She knew better than that. Fighting with her reflective-eyed siblings at night would never earn her a win, trying it with her father wouldn't be a good idea. Maybe when she had been younger, she would have run. Maybe if it had been her mother, or Krya... but not Big Daddy. "Yes... I've been up." Giza always seemed to get the least sleep of anyone. She paid for it, on occasion... but she always seemed to get more done that way. If she had been asleep, like she was supposed to be, would she have missed what happened to Kyra?
She winced again, but she didn't look away... though she couldn't quite meet her father's eye. After what she had just seen, she knew better than to not be afraid. Some lioness had taken Dom. Everyone was going to be upset... but Kyra too? What was going to happen to their family? "Are Kyra and Dom allowed to come home Big Daddy?" Giza answered the question with another question.
Riddick gave a sigh and looked away from Giza, walking a few steps and then averting his gaze back onto her small, in comparison to him, form. "Kyra is and will always be part of this family, don't let anything tell you different, anything," he said again, emphasizing his point, even to the degree of what he had done. "Dom, he can come home, but I don't know where she took him Giza, I don't know if we will find him," oh but if they found her. Yes, then he would be able to take out all of his pent up anger on her, from everything from the mercs to the necros, everything and anything.
"Are you afraid of me now, Giza, after seeing what I've done to her?" Riddick didn't feel like saying her name on his tongue, he felt filthy at the moment, for thinking of doing it. After what he ahd done, he shouldn't, "Are you?"
Giza listened to what her father said and felt relieved. Kyra was coming home. Maybe everything would be alright then... things could go wrong all the time. She would get over it, Giza was sure of it. Kyra worshipped Riddick. Sometimes they had to just take what they had coming. Kyra hadn't run away, that was the reason she was a part of their family. And Dom... where was her brother? Why and where had he been taken? She didn't know. She wanted him back. And she wanted to hurt that lioness... She was the one who had done this to their family. She had ruined everything.
Then her father asked what Giza could only think of as the oddest question. Afraid? Of her father? "No. I mean..." She tried to think of the right words to say to her father. What she had seen had been frightening... so very frightening, in some ways. But these things happened, especially in their world. But Kyra could come home. Giza would have only been afraid if Kyra hadn't been able to come back, "I'm not scared of you Big Daddy. Not like that." She feared and respected her father. She always had. But her respect had always outweighed her fear, and in her eyes, Riddick could do no wrong. Even against Kyra, "You just want Dom back... me too. Kyra too, probably."
Riddick took a step closer to Giza, looked down at her, and wrapped one of his massive paws around her side nad pulled her close to him. He was no affectionate, rarely showed i, even with Yorik, but he couldn't let his daughter be afraid of him, no. "If we ever see Karndess, or Rellik again, we will both show them what for, Rellik helped Karndess get out, Karndess took your brother, and Kyra let them go. Kyra is still important to me, to everyone, I don't want you to be afraid of me, thinking what happened tonight, would happen to you, do you understand?" Riddick would hate himself if he raised a paw to one of his own children.
"We'll still be alright, we'll keep moving, you and your sisters are getting bigger now, and we can move quickly," Riddick, as of late, was even thinking of perhaps finding a pride that his family would be suited in. NUmbers were important in warfare. "Don't ever think I don't care about you, no matter how I act, alright?"
Giza was suprised when her father wrapped his paw around her, but she couldn't help but smile. She curled into her father, ignoring the blood-stained paws that held him there. She was happy where her father had brought her, and the words he said gave her strength, "We'll find Dom, Big Daddy. But Rellik is a traitor, right?" She was pretty sure that was right, "But Karndess is worse than a merc." She sneered a little, but she looked up at her father, "I won't be scared of you. Kyra made a bad mistake. But you're my Big Daddy."
She was sure that they would be alright. She really believed that. But she wanted to find Dom... it wasn't right. A life without her brother. Too many girls. Weird. "We'll move fast, I promise." And her father cared. She was sure of that. He wouldn't have been so mad at Kyra if he didn't care. If anything, this only reassured her that he would do anything to protect his children. "I know Big Daddy. I care about you too, promise."
"Yes, thats right, Rellik is not one of us anymore either," to think that those striped duo would turn on their family like this. True, Riddick was extremely hard on Dom, but it was for wanting his son to succeed, and be better than he, someday. "Come on Giza," he said standing up, losing hte contact and warmth of his daughter at his side, "Lets go back to your mother, there had been enough tension for tonight, tomorrow night though, I ahve some new moves to show you," he said with a grin, eyes shining in the dim night.
He moved almost in a romp, hop, and leap, towards where Yorik slept with Giza's two sisters. Silly, he looked, but he wanted his daughter to feel at ease. Tonight, there had been enough tension, hate, and blood, growls were no longer acceptable, only some sleep would cure the savage beast now, only family now.
Giza grinned, glad that the tension, at least in her mind, had eased somewhat. She now had the boundaries clearly drawn. Rellik and Karndess were their enemies now, free for the taking -though Giza was well aware that she wasn't large enough or strong enough to take them on now. But one day she would have been. Everything was clear now. So she trotted after her father, nodding and smiling, "Yeah... mom might have noticed I'm gone." She hoped not. She didn't want Yorik to worry... and her poor mother did seem to do that.
The very idea of learning new tricks made her grin. Who knew, perhaps she would get more attention now that her brother was gone? Though she was certainly not going to look at that as an entirely good thing. With her brother, Rellik and Karndess gone, they were three warriors short. No good. But if she could get stronger... than maybe she would be more helpful. And she couldn't help but view that as the bright side of a dark situation, "Okay Big Daddy." At least now she would be able to sleep without worrying about never seeing Kyra again.
