Ankyra Sound the thistle and the burr

ooOooh mon plaisir madame

Lycaon's tail beat sand dervishes into the air when his prying saw success and Ingram conceded to his brother's audience for the full explanation for his upsetti spagetti. slowly the boy came out of his shell and sighed, plaintively setting to the task of adding flesh to the bones of his previous reccounting of events. 

maintaining quietude for the duration of his brother's retrospection, only offering a stir of his eyebrows when Ingram gazed up at him morosely, Lycaon listened. some strange wolves had accosted their sister at the border, was what he had construed so far. inwardly, this caused his nerves to ravel--where'd he, the beta, been during this? not protecting his sister, their alpha, but most importantly his sister, like he was supposed to--that's where. goddamn it. the onus was as much on him as it was on Chusi that this had all transpired. 

of course, the ending would have been decidedly the same. idly drawing impressions in the sand, Ingram finished explaining the issue that had culminated in the breakdown of his relationship; Chusi, that's right, that had been the lil homewrecka's name... had made the unwise decision to yell at Wylla, and their fierce sister clearly hadn't liked that shit at all--enough to cast the girl out on her ass. "why was Chusi yelling though?" he asked curiously, unsure as to what had worked his ex-gf up enough that she would brazenly try to exert authority over Wylla in such a manner.

the pale brother sank to his belly and settled on his elbows, criss-crossing his paws. "girls can be the worst." he sighed, looking out over the sea with a squint. "boys kinda suck too--not us, of course, we're stunning--but other ones. like that one guy that gave me this--" he curled his lip away from the canine that had been chipped by one of Drageda's scapegraces, a small bit of laughter escaping him as he recalled the brawl.

his eyes made their way back to Ingram's face which was still etched in sadness, and his own expression transformed into one of genuine contriteness. "sorry. actually, i've sucked a lot recently." he murmured.