Rogue was still pondering a meeting she had during the later rungs of Fall. That male, stupid as he was had asked some very curious questions and Rogue wanted to know why, the REAL reason why. No one went around asking questions like that about a specific wolf unless A. They were lovers or family (which she highly doubted) or B. They wanted them dead. Rogue had went around asking questions like that about her beloved nephew who lived within the Angel City of Diveen, she still didn’t know his name and she still would like nothing more than to take his little filthy blooded head off, but there was no way of even touching him there and she wasn’t so stupid as to risk everything she had earned in Glorall and respects for Tesseract by going out and killing a wolf of an Allied Pack. Even in Iromar while she was allowed to do whatever she wanted to angels the boy was near untouchable with his huge family and even larger pack.
The cowardly filth. She had her time in Diveen, she had never seen him but he was there and apparently fairly useful to them. A healer, how quaint, how opposite of his father and like his useless mother he was. He held that bitch’s tenacity for being able to cling onto life and hide. He probably had no idea who he was or even what. It was almost sickening to picture the boy being like her own spawn, half-breeds, well at least ONE of them was proper. Perhaps it was like a half and half chance… Magnus was useless, but Alphonse certainly had potential. Maybe that was what was going on. She would keep the observation to herself for now, knowing that really eh shouldn’t have even touched the male, regardless of him being her Soul that blasted Heartless was white and ugly and she hated him for what he had done to her, for how she was hurt and messed up for all those months and still it pained her sometimes to have her soul split. He was gone; she was callusing over and becoming normal again, and hopefully no more damn soul bonds could be formed.
Her mind wandered, flicking back to reality as at the sound of rocks tumbling down hill caught her attention. Her poisonous gaze flicked up spotting a male staring boredly over the horizon. Well she had gain some useful information from the first loner she had run into recently, the fem was curious to how much she could gain from this second one.
She leaped up the rock face, quickly and gracefully, her long legs easily stabilizing her on her climb to the top where the male was. Soon she went over the lip popping up over the edge a little ways away from the male. She moved through the snow, feeling the chill through her thin fur so high up. ”Greetings.” Her deeper toned feminine voice rung out, ”Please tell me you are more interesting than the other ilk in the free lands.” She speaks a sly grin spreading over her maw. She was in a good mood for now and she hoped to keep it that way.
XxKeeps No HeartxXDestroys Heartless’ SoulXxCreator of Magnus and AlphonsexX