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Post by kahara on Aug 12, 2013 1:03:26 GMT -5
KODIAC KANNON
[/i] He asked.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Noa on Aug 14, 2013 22:59:45 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,30,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=3D0002] ESTAVAN KANNON |
[/size][/font] Even with all the battles and fighting and all that going on, Estavan seemed remarkably distant. Sure, he was old enough to realise the gravity of the situation laid out before the pride but he just felt no interest in anything. He watched Iarri be useful and heal all the wounded, Kazbek is being paraded around for killing a high ranking member of the enemy and him? He was just that little black sulking sheep of the litter. Not even useful in the slightest.
And of all the days to catch him in a bad mood, his father had to be nosey. The young man fluttered his wings before tucking them gracefully to his sides - at least he'd been taught how to fly. If things went south, at least he could take to the skies. Estavan kept one eye open as his father sat down beside him, being all pleasant and smirking like nothing was wrong.
Estavan wasn't stupid. Lately he was having doubts. His father hated his mother, that was obvious, but then his mother came back and suddenly.. he just wasn't hating her anymore. Despite the fact that he insisted that she was worthless. And then he hears rumours that his father was fooling around.
He gave a small huff. "Not bad. You, Father?"[/color][/td][/tr][tr][td][/table][/center] |
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Post by kahara on Aug 15, 2013 18:11:35 GMT -5
KODIAC
[/i] He tried to smile, it was faint. "I'm okay. Just being a worried father is all."[/ul][/blockquote] |
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