Electric azures watched with detached interest as his family interacted within their little group. He didn’t feel a part of this connection or communication. Hell, he hardly felt related to any of these wolves. For as much as Aindreas was his blood father, Sin did not feel as though the brute was really his father. Not as one might endearingly say. And this created the wall that was between he and the rest of these wolves. Adara might have been the exception though there was still a wall there; for different reason though. Sin sat stoically and silently as everyone bubbled and buzzed about news and things that had happened, what was new, what was old, and everything else that had happened that not everyone knew. Sin hardly knew any of it, and he captured all the words in his mind storing the information away in the back of his mind, but really he didn’t care to know other than for the sake of saying he knew these wolves by name and sight. Sin was forced to attention though as his grandfather approached him and nuzzled him. Whether the King was just ignoring his shut off body language or just ignorant, Sin didn’t know, but he let the brute show the affection without flinching away. He did not return the gesture though, instead he just picked up his eyes and listened to what was being asked of him.

I don’t know where my father is, after he left to go find a femme. I decided it best to stay with Adara. Sin did not mention Adara’s absence, not wanting to mar her image in her father’s eyes. After Striker left I took up residence just outside of the packlands. I never really left Moondown, but I am not truly a part of it anymore. Sin sighed, resigned to the fact he really didn’t belong anywhere at the moment. He looked at Kalgalath seeing the semblance in their pools of arctic ice, though Kalgalath’s were only one shade of blue. Sin’s were a dual color and very striking against the gaunt look of his features. They were the portals to his soul and inner emotions. They showed what he felt but did not say aloud.

Sin saw motion coming towards him as a steel grey fluff jumped towards him. He was larger, but not by much. The white pelted boy shifted sideways and felt the rush of air as the younger pup went past him. He looked over his shoulder to check for any second attacks coming his way. He really didn’t want to do this. Sin had only come to accompany Adara. His aunt had apologized for her absence and though he had not put much recognition into his face, he knew she had meant well by him. She was more of a figure in his life than anyone else. And for that he always would owe her and as much as Sin did not show it or speak of it, he did feel something akin to love for Adara. She was the only one who had been there for him ever. Sin edged closer to Adara and tucked himself into her side, murmuring quietly, I do forgive you, I know you meant well. The young adult sat there quietly just holding himself together, hoping he would suffer anymore attacks from the younger pups as Adara took their attention.