I suppose I may be willing to admit he does have rather the ability to lose his head on occasion. He has hot blood, bloodlust, a trait that has long since run thick within my own family and indeed I suppose it is something of a miracle that the combination of our blood is yet to produce anything aside from an utterly murderous creature and yet….that combination of Kiska and Natalya, Zen and Zievah and Cat Eye has surely seen our own more potent blood grown dilute, manageable and yet /no less overly perfect. I simply let him continue to talk, violet gaze resting upon his own as he seemed rather content to have something of a pity party. My attention was briefly distracted by the attempts of a beetle to defile my perfection, aged frame edging away from it in some attempt to prevent it touching me before Devil moved to eliminate the threat, the look he offered me met with little more then a shrug.

“Oh my hero.”

A snicker of sorts moved to hiss between my lips as I regarded him, seating myself once more, tail curling about my paws in an effort to further protect them from assaulting insects. Honestly, is one bug attack not enough to convince Devil that this really is not a suitable home? Does he not fear for his safety. Hmm, evidently he prefers to think of the safety of everyone else. I suppose that’s admirable and yet he has managed to go years between these episodes, besides, given his age I am entirely sure not only can he be forgiven, but that he will soon be entirely to old to do much damage even of he does decide to have another violent outburst. The place however, for a once King, a Father, a Grandfather and my brother is not within a hole in some god-awful part of Moladion that I have little to no inclination to visit. If he thinks I’m celebrating two sets of holidays he can think again. This is why divorce simply does not work, because it requires work. Thusly I am unwilling to allow him to part ways with my company. There are so few of us left now, so few of us whom lived within those golden years of Moladion and I do not desire to lose another one. Cat Eye is dead and gone, Brooke to has retired, Moth and Iblis remain and for that I am entirely thankful and yet…..that leaves merely Devil and Myself, the precious few of an exclusive club to which no other holds the rights to be a part of. We are all getting old, we are all fading in much the same way my own vision seems ringed with a darkness I can’t blink away. Maybe I am…losing these part of myself, but I am far from willing to lose my oldest friend, one whom has walked beside me for so many years and I am…pleased I suppose, to see such a comment manage to pierce that aged and toughened hide of his.

“Well- while I won’t disagree that I was the better Alpha I will disagree with your other sentiments. I was merely more….let us say…charismatic and yet really Devil, compared to me no one has charisma so you shouldn’t attempt to compare yourself.”

It was a jest, a tease, an attempt merely to lighten to mood ever so slightly. Did I truly believe myself the better Alpha? No. We were…different in what we did and yet to what greatness he perceives he did not possess I hardly know.

“As for Paracon being a joke I hardly think I would have allied with what I believed was a joke now would I? Nor would I combine my blood with your own. Are our grandchildren a joke to you, Brother? Were your pack members a joke? Were Risk and Craven and Kiska and all the others who fought for that pack a joke to you? You had more wolves than any other seek to have Paracon for themselves, more challengers then Trenus ever did. A wolf does not challenge for what they do not desire. Your ‘joke’ was the most desirable piece of real-estate that has ever existed- save for maybe Diveen…..and that is because Paracon still exists within it.”

I paused momentarily, agitated perhaps with words so seemingly callous. I still remembered his pack and yet it would seem he had failed to do so, to remember the wolves whom had existed within it and looked upon him as the Leader they had chosen, to dismiss Paracon is to dismiss them and I do not truly believe Devil never cared for those such as Risk whom for so long thrived in his shadow.

“Calliel will recover Devil. She is part of us, both of us, she is stronger than that and she knows why it happened, I have spoken with her. This is not the best place for you. You have a home in Diveen, one you apparently do not care to return to- or is Diveen a joke to you as well? Your children and your grandchildren need you and to be perfectly honest I grow tired of playing the wise grandfather card alone….it tires me, if you wanted to take up a little of the slack I would hardly mind and so help me god Devil if I must drag you home I will. We shall both fracture a hip in the struggle I am sure, but it will be entirely worth it. Don’t make me drag you.”




h e y e l
The Original Angel