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He can see that somehow he’d misinterpreted the circumstances of his Uncle, the somehow a captive had not been so captive. She is clipped and blunt, anger apparent and fuse obviously short. His ears both turn back, enough his mother’s son to see anger and want to rise to it. He supposed stockholm syndrome or a few good apples had done something to make her memories better off than the reality of the others trapped there. It was fine, although he was not sure why anger was easier than explanation.
She turns her head and he knows that the time was come she’d be leaving. Well, he thought, at least she was sure of her direction. He wasn’t necessary, then. "My mother and father did an escape themselves to Salem and I stayed there before I was only enough to leave entirely on my own." He nods, turning in his own direction then. "I wish you well in your return or in your endeavors outside, then, Snapdragon." He offers idly, "Be careful and travel well. It will serve you better to get to your destination sooner rather than later." He bows a farewell, heading towards the grave of his mother to pay his final respects as a child.
THE HOUND OF THE LUTHIEN FOREST
▻ stallion - mutt - sooty dunskin roan tobiano - 15.3 hh - cerberus x lysimache ◅