Vain was about to relax when a female entered the mix, his eyes glowered at her as she 'sup'ed' him his lip twitches, you do not speak to him in such a.... balderdash of vocals! "The sky..." he says through clenched teeth "and that is for me to know and you to find out." he is about to tell these angels where to go and shove their play time when the second angel boy speaks up. "The gators are for later, what is it you want here?" again, he's still turned to the girl, but he knows that she is being reemed a new one by her own pack mates and thus he doesn't see the point in reprimanding her any further.

Some times he wondered about Wraith, had the boy been dropped on his head during birth or something? Why am I not it? WHY?! WHY ARE YOU NOT IT?! this is the question you ask to this little group of misfit angels? NO, WRAITH YOU ARE NOT IT! NO ONE IS IT! a heavy sigh escapes his lips as he looks to his brother with a shake of his head "this is not a game we are here to play," his voice is a low, but pompus hiss. "I would have to say inbetween Wraith, I do not know if they are friends.... how do you trust someone who's left such a dent in your life?"

Zarq is next to enter, though they have never met before in their lives he knows that this pup is the prince, he knows though that if this boy shows himself to much, Vainglory's plan will be shot all to hell and back. No pun intended. But he doesn't call Vain out for his presumptions towards these angels. It would be safer if they didn't know who was actually who. And for all the power that Zaqar oozed, Vainglory had oozed it as well, his parents where both high ranking officials in Iromar so that lent him a bit of leeway at the same time. He stayed silent though, his pale white eyes rimmed in purple turn to Zaqar just as he looked at Vainglory, hoping beyond a shadow of a doubt that they could atleast have a bit of fun with this before it got all unravveled on him.

This Solaris speeks to Istas, telling him not to hide. He doesn't hide. Does he? is Istas scared? he's to smart to be scared. His head turns to Solaris when he speaks to him, he mumbles something about a bath or whatever but it goes un-noticed by most within the slowly growing group. Vainglory got his name because of his vanity, he see's himself as better than the world, knows he is the best thing to leave his mothers loins, knows he will amount to great things, that he will be the one to take the control that should be his and would be his one day. He see's himself as perfect in every way, even if he is not of the demonic blood he would always be the best, of everything. His eyes narrow slightly as he takes in Solaris and his question. What do they see? "I think your right Istas, I think they are well within their right to come within Iromar" he looks to his siblings and those that had arrived from within Iromar especially to Zaqar, who was indeed the real prince here, and though they where all pups, even at a year old Zaqar was still a pup, "What I see is a pup, nothing more. He is right..." something was different about this pup. The anger in his eyes that had been harolded by the speech about his mother being harmed by this pups grandfather... it was slowly diminishing. What would Zaqar say?

"talks like this"