Wolf RPG

There she was upon her den, a little place where she and their son held the privacy they needed. Ruo, even more so, who was a very quiet and reserved woman. Still too this day she was like a mythical creature to him, a siren born of both the sea below and the moon above. A star in his life he could not even begin to grasp for himself and himself alone. Even as they bore a child together, Aiolos could never call her his. Perhaps, he never would. Though there was a bitterness in this. He longed her and though he had had her in a simple term other men may have figured, she was still so far from his reach. 

Ruo... Came a delicate purring of her name as amber eyes looked down the length of her chest to their son, and he smiles before meeting his mother's attention again.  However a backdrop in the distance to this pack she had been, Aiolos always seemed to find her priority in his life.

A weak smile took to his lips as she asked him how he was doing. He wonder if it was an honest caring or a simple strike at small talk which everyone passed between others casually. However, he knew Ruo not to be a woman of small talk. Ah, well enough... There had been a time not too long ago when he wasnt. When he had been ripped and torn all along the back and sides of his neck by a rogue wolf. Now, dispite still a bit of fur missing along the back of his neckline and a bit of soreness when he woke, all was hidden into scars beneath the surface. 

I'm happy to see you out again... He felt awkward, much in the same sense perhaps as she. They never had needed to spare much word between one another before. Though it was hard to find out how she truly felt about him if they didnt speak. He guessed, maybe, that was part of the mystery.

He understood. Before the child, Ruo often wandered far from home onto the shoreline of the mainland. It was how she often visited him, after all. After Huojin being born, Ruo had adapted to the life of a mother. Both solely immersing herself in motherhood and using it as a way to distant herself now that she could not physically distance herself like before. Aiolos took to his role as Lead Scout and took it well, thus, the distance between the pair, despite the child, grew. 

No more, no further, he hoped. 

He settled onto the sands and spare grasses around the densite. He breaths deep, then places a small smile on his face when he views her again. Ying, shes back. Though, note entirely wholly. She was more or less a shadow of the wolf they had once known, without actually remembering much of her past and thus, the wolves that were in it. Aiolos was incredibly happy she was alive and well, her pups too, though had kept to the sidelines of it in order to allow her family to take present placement. After all, she had pups away from here and a mate waiting, or a father figure at least. There was no chance of her being able to stay.

"that is good," ruo had faint knowledge her cousin had left, which pained the siren, but there wasn't anything she could do. on with life really. she simply tried to move forward, "i smell a lot of newer wolves as well."

ruo could be counted as a 'veteran,' to yuelong. however she was still the lowest rank- without a trade, without any friends. she was the recluse of the land not many knew of. and, she didn't mind that. however it gave wary, as unfamilarity wasn't the best feeling.

Yes, quite a few, some more well established, like @Minori, @Takara and @Tzila. Others far more new, that I've yet to meet. Like @Sae and @Hide. He couldnt help the bit of smirk and shake of his crown. Compared to you, me and Hua...well, their all new. He finished with a chuckle. It was, however if you thought about it, quite unfortunate. When he had first arrived, there was many of 'the family' here though it seemed they had mostly gone, perhaps home or perhaps to create their own packs and families elsewhere. Now, not only Hua's pups, but his and Ruo's, would be of the new legacy.

He was unaware of Ruo's terrors. Unaware of an abuse by the wolves that should have been the ones to protect her - her family. In this sense, the pair were more alike then they realised.

Though Ying and Hua had only briefly hinted at an upbringing not so great, Aiolos was mostly blissfully ignorant to it. 

Do you think that some of them had returned home? He had perhaps thought his own, the few of the Nereides tribe he had been a part of which had come here, had returned to their home because of how different things were here. How it did not fit to their customs and tradition. Perhaps the former Yuelong family members had done the same?

And Teekon... well, it's very different from their ways, I'd think. Like said, Aiolos only knew some vague points here and there from what Ruo's cousins had leaked. The Nereides, who took me in...they had a very strict and different perspective as well. But she knew if this, mostly. Aiolos didnt mind explaining to others the tradition and structure which the siren woman practiced. It was his own family, his blood, who he often did not tell about.

The Sirens, they believe the males as the lesser sex. They hold no power, no rank within the pack amongst the woman. Are not seen as equal in any means, not taken as mates, and are as guardians, servants and donors to their litters when chosen. 

He pauses, looking over to his son who was happy to be settled between his mother's forelegs, asleep, maybe, if not dozing off. Aiolos was happy for it that he was unable to really understand what he was saying now. 

Though of course, no one wants to be seen as a lesser thing, after the way I had been treated in my birth pack, what I had witnessed...I couldnt help but feel as though they had it right, in some ways. But there was also ways that i could not accept. Things I knew in my gut were not right. 

I had come here to these Wilds on a mission for them, actually. Our group was in search for a lost noble. We all lost one another when the earthquakes happen. And from there, welp, it all led up to this now.

I had some hinting of that. Between conversation with Ying and Hua, though what he knew about their upbringing was vague, much as her knowledge of his own youth. At least, he didnt mind to speak of the Nereides. They were rough and sometimes even cruel, though they did not have the mindless, sexist brutality which he had been birthed to. 

Aiolos could very much so imagine how life would be for a woman being lesser to a man. Were they cruel? He wondered, ginger ears falling to his skull at the ill thought.

Not from me though, right? He spoke, a rhetorical question as a smirk toyed over his creamy lips. Obviously not, given the child which nestled against her chest now. 

He took a few steps closer and moved around behind Ruo, makin way up the incline of the rock which she perched on. Maybe when he is older, we can take him onto the maiinland coast. Show him what we've explored, and more... He had enjoyed those times with Ruo, staring at the stars and searching the forests for ones which had fallen from the heavens.

He's a smart kid, I think he will get the hang of it. Right now Jin's words were clipped and sentences small. However, much of the time so were his mothers. Aiolos didnt think this was because he didnt understand, but that he was selective on what he said and whom he said it to. Not many can juggle learning three languages all at once. He admitted and with it, letting Ruo in on that Aiolos had taught him a few basic words of Greek, enough to get by really.

And he had not told her and yet the thought that he needed to before hand had not crossed his mind, either. He shrugged, I rarely speak it myself, really, unless opportunity presents itself. But I figured a few things may do him some good if needed. Hopefully however, it wouldnt. After all, the only ones he knew to speak it were the sirens and those were not exactly the kind of wolves Aiolos wished Huojin to be subject to.

Okay... His eyes fell from the sandy and stormy coat of Ruo and down to their son, who all but tried to sleep awkwardly atop the rock in between his mother's limbs. 

I'll make my rounds. Licking the top of Jin's crown, the fiery man passed Ruo one more glance before hoping from the rock and padding down the shoreline.