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Posted on August 11, 2014 at 12:05:49 PM by Guardian
 He is content to rest himself beside his equally black and red brother, relaxed as always within the company of his littermate, his many so very easy as it has always been. He is perhaps….less serious than his brother, or at least, perhaps more content to simply flow with the ways of the world, unburdened by the touch and taint of dreams, given to experience the reality his brother is so often denied and as such perhaps he is more understanding of the sibling he had grown beside, seeing what Azrael could not, so often forced to play mediator between sibling and sire and yet tonight at least the world is calm. He himself pauses in the wake of the introduction between his brother and cousin before allowing the blue gold of his gaze to rest upon the black girl, his own lazy grin tracing across his features now as his head moved to nod. “All is bein’ well in Diveen, yar Mama is bein’ just fine an ‘ealing well. Our Ma, is bein’ goos to Star, I’mma keepin’ a watch of ‘er, always.” He moves to assure his brother of this, his sibling seeming almost confused in this moment, his expression a look Guardian has long since learned to perceive upon the sibling he had been charged at birth to protect. He does not understand Starfall, not entirely, the male often seeming trapped within his own world and yet Guardian is simply accepting of this. His brother is as he is, what will be will be, the boy simply….unjudging perhaps. A rare trait within one born of Angel blood and infamous pride and yet there is much of his Mother within him. A fortunate thing perhaps. At his brother’s hesitant words the handsome young male simply moves to press his muzzle once more against his cheek, white-flecked features tilted in some semblance of concern as he offers this support. “S’alright Brudda, maybe ya just had a dreamin’ thought, it dun matter.” He smiles loosely once more as Starfall continues, tail waving at his brother’s comment. He would be pleased to have his companion with him once more. To be sure, he has many friends and yet there is a bond perhaps between those whom are born together, the first to be born of their parents and indeed of his many siblings he has always favoured Starfall, always sought to be closer to him…hurt perhaps….the day his Brother had left their home and yet he had simply accepted it, as Guardian accepts all such things in life. That Starfall was safe and well and alive would be good enough for now. Azrael would be pleased to hear that at least, he is sure. His Father only pretended sometimes, or so Guardian thought, to be so very against his eldest son. He understood to some extent why Azrael grew so upset in Starfalls presence, just as he understood why Starfall resented there sire for being so unable to accept his difference and yet perhaps most amusing of all was how very similar Father and Son were…without ever seeing it, such knowledge kept to Guardian alone. “I’d like it if ya both came ta visit, I know ya parents would be glad to see ya, Shiloh and Ma and Pa ask after ya all da time, Brudda.” He smiled once more, lopsided as always, pausing to allow Shiloh to speak before his own drawl rang out. “What da ya do here now Brudda? Are ya a warrior or a healer? What about you eh, Shiloh?” 4 Years || Azrael x Andromeda || Brother to Starfall, Celeste, Iophiel, Mithos, Zaphkiel, Elara, Ambrosia || No Mate || No Imprint|| Angel of Diveen |
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