Covet does not think kindly on the creature who had birthed him, because she had abandoned him. Had she not been killed by others, he would have wanted to taste her blood himself. The mother he does think kindly and well of was also now dead, but it was Enigma who had raised him with his father, and so when he thinks of a mother, it is that name, that wolf who he pictures within his mind. Not Jaidah, to whom he owes his sickness and bloodlust. Covet was not pleased by that fact, either. His father's blood had only gotten him so far -- though he did not begrudge him that -- keeping it from being a flesh thing, though Covet still partook now and then. Pity to be wasteful otherwise, wasn't it? But it wasn't needed, didn't cause him to go into a frenzy to be without. Blood, however... did.

There had been a brief time where he had attempted to stop and see if he could hold himself from the bloodlust, but that was how he knew how bad he got when he tried. After learning that, he had tried to take only what was needed -- to learn exactly how much was -- but in the end none of that had mattered. He was still considered a demon beause of his eyes and his need, and there was no saving that. There are days when he feels the sting of Malina's actions, but he isn't sure why he can't hate her for it all. He should, and he was unhappy about it, angry, but not hateful. All that had caused him to finally go again, because the internal conflict needed to end, or he would lose it. So away he had gone, only to return again when he felt that it was time.

So far, he had only lurked the Craigs and outside of Diveen a bit, gone to Glorall to see about remaining family and returning to where it felt right. But Covet was most certainly not right. That was probably what the female was feeling in the vibe that hung around him. When she answers, he nods idly, letting his gaze settle on the rushing water for a few moments. It was a pelt color variation, and that made her more interesting to him. Finding females that wore blood was a dime a dozen, finding the markings as real? More rare. At least on pale fur, it was. "Is there any pack that you claim to be home?" Another question, but perhaps they would keep coming. If it was Diveen or Glorall he would not be pleased, but anything else was fine, he supposed. Diveen created things more like demons than the angels they pretended to be, afterall. And Ava was in Glorall.

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[ male ] [ eleven ] [ loner ] [ imprinted to ava ] [ cobryn x jaidah ]