Redhawk Caldera we exist living a thousand lives, side by side

Mato spares a quick glimpse at his lovely companion, an apologetic set to his lips as Sebastian and Burke began to squabble with one another, trading harsh words. “Enough!” The empyrean commands, stepping up to his father and grandfather ( though careful not to step on or too close to the pack’s border line ). “We have a guest.” Mato reminds them, holding his head high despite that he is average in comparison to the height and bulk of the two men that have came before him. Smaller even than Benjamin; but Mato hardly cares. He does not need to be a titan to lead. Mato’s eyes are pitying as they fell upon his younger brother as he holds onto a childish innocence and a childish outlook on the world. He believes that Pearl and Nova are coming back and Mato knows for sure that Nova isn’t; and Pearl’s strange and unexplained disappearance easily signifies that neither will she. Benjamin, upset, fled from the scene and a heavy sigh left the druid’s lips as he watched him flee unable to help but think that it is better he wants to stay with Sebastian. Mato does not have the time to babysit a brother who has no drive to grow up ( and then winces at his own cruelty at the thought ). “Perhaps it is better if we take our leave now.” The empyrean suggests almost wishing he would not have came. He is ashamed at the display that Rochester’s put on for Seabreeze and wonders, if they were to ever get to such a point in their ( yet undefined ) relationship if this would be enough to discourage her.