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We'll bring them pain IP: 71.252.173.85 Posted on August 23, 2014 at 05:18:28 PM by Andras
He didn't linger in his den often. No, the den was a spot only for sleeping. Otherwise, it is a useless place. A place for stillness and entropy, a place for degradation of muscle and crumbling of the mind. No he preferred being out of the den, out and using his form, constantly working to keep it in prime form. No, the den was not a spot he lingered, and Chael was grossly mistaken when he entered the area covered in bone and rotting meat.
Chael was always an interesting creature. One who seemed to thrive on his own...misery and fear. Yet he was valued, willing to take fang and absorb anger. Andras was surprised though, as his eyes shoot out beyond the brush as he sees the wolf and his daughter linger at the front of his den. He watches for a moment, tail twisting around as he wonders what it is that Chael wants. It must be something important to him if he dare approach his lair.
His eyes shift to Raven, a creature so different from her father. She is developing nicely, yet is a creature pron to wandering. That isn't surprising though, yet he wondered what it is she finds out there. Perhaps she could find a place within the pack with this interest of hers. He smelled every time she left, at least, some of them, with his constant rounds along the border. His large black paws bang against the ground as he comes up behind them. He does not hide it, does not cover it up as his ears catch the words of Chael with his red-lined ears.
The boy was terrified, that much is certain, and it only put his red-touched hackles on edge. The energy of Chael's trembling only brings out a subtle aggression within Andras, angered by his fear and yet- appreciating it all the same. He walked up behind him, clearing his throat to announce his presence to Chael, eyes falling to Raven with a slight nod before looking back to Chael.
"What is it, Chael, that you seek me? You have never requested me before like this...it must be, important," he mentioned, having a feeling that it must have to do with his daughter. As much as the pack beats up Chael, he does not do such a thing at all times, and today, Andras was in a good mood. Yet a good mood can always change, twist and turn with the wrong ear flick or stumbled words. Chael best be careful, yet if he plays his cards right, he may not set off the unpredictable alpha.