I am amazed, entranced to be around the girl again our eyes meet and the soft words she speaks reaches out to me, I trot down towards her knowing when she speaks I am not losing my sanity, she is here, back again and our souls apparently saw fit to call each other once more. I move down I do not touch her though I wished to, to be sure. Instead I take a moment to look her over with my forest green eyes noticing every change and curve her body now held. She is older, no longer the little yearling I had imprinted on so long ago filled out and I do my best not to judge at first sight, I know it is the bond that causes me to think this so suddenly but there is nothing for it, she is beautiful. With my bond though my will to protect her grows natural instinct willing me to keep her from anything bad in the world, but something clicks in me, we are not alone, now is not the time for catching up, there is business, my sister’s business and my business as well seeing as I am one of her advisors.

My eyes snap away from her flicking to the dark brute and it is obvious as soon as my gaze goes over him that I know who he is instantly. It’s strange when you look at someone and you see almost an exact replica of you but in different colors and with slightly different eyes. My ears flick realizing, though I am certain I have no reason to introduce myself that I have not said my name yet still though, in case he wasn’t aware I would do so anyway.

”Taliesin.”

It is all I say in my gentle songlike tone before allowing them to do business. Obviously he didn’t either care or didn’t really want to bother me, couldn’t say I cared either. He wasn’t my father, he left me and Alcide raised me. Fenrir was my far from my father. I don’t hate him, not anymore at least. He is lucky that he came when he did or else we might be fighting right now I would be at his throat but then as he speaks his purpose something in me prickles and my own mahogany and golden pelt stands on end. He has taken fondness for Natu? Our Spider? What of my mother! The woman who followed him to this land abandoning me here on my own?

”Where’s Mother?” The question was more of a demand and my song-like voice definitively sharp but still it did not rise. He left her or she is dead from following him god knows where. It seems my sister is not all that happy either, insisting that Natu is unable to take care of herself but still my thoughts were still on this whole fond business and if that was the case and if my mother was gone I would be having words with our Spider as well.

I am certain my very being was boiling, it didn’t occur to me that Iophiel maybe could feel the rise in my emotions, my will right now suddenly snapping from feeling no hate or anger towards the brute that was my father to a rage unheard of. Should I be though? My mother offered me hardly the same kindness leaving me as well after I was born, but still he left, she followed. Her being gone… well it left me feeling as I did as a pup. Angry and hurt.

~ Calls Iophiel’s Soul ~ Serenades None ~ Sings Spirane’s Song~