Blackfeather Woods heavy dirty soul

Never had he considered that things might be different between Nemesis and his father. He'd assumed that, because they were together, they would have children and then he'd be forgotten. The fact that other components played into whether or not a couple received children was new to him, and caused for his brows to knit together for a moment. "I don't think you have an empty head," he'd said, the words slowly having been processed. He'd grown fond of her since having joined Blackfeather, whether he'd admit to it or not, and couldn't help but think she was ready for anything—but of course, Alexander didn't know the first thing to parenthood, nor was he aware of the responsibilities that came along with it. "I don't think my mother was actually ready for us," he'd admitted then, but stopped there. Scarlett had given birth to him and his siblings but, from the boy's perspective, had not maintained their lives like she was supposed to. She'd chosen herself over them, in the end, and that was something he would always hold against her.

His previous statement was questioned, resulting in him frowning. "My mother," the boy began, drawing the word out for it began to feel strange on his tongue. "When we were in the valley, she found another child. She took him in and cared for him, even favoured him over me. He became her son, while I was cast aside." Again, not quite the truth, but it was how he'd felt towards the matter. Leo had replaced him in every way. He'd become the son and brother that Xan was supposed to be, while the young Inuit had been shoved to the back of the crowd and left there. Still, for some reason, he felt as if he could trust Nemesis after she'd spoken. In spite of his past experiences, he didn't push himself away from her, but instead decided to give her his trust in the hopes that she would never betray it. However, he did not verbally state this. Rather, he'd moved closer to her and, if allowed, shoved his head against her chest and sought out a hug. It was possible the first he'd ever initiated, and couldn't deny that it felt weird to do so, but he'd wanted to show her that he did trust her, and believed all that had been said.