Deepwood Weald he is neither gentle nor kind

for consistency i'm going to keep calling him drogon for the rest of this thread. :-)

gannet clarifies after drogon's inquiry. charon's family. the tundrian almost laughs. he doesn't think that the alpha of moonspear will ever like him enough to consider him family even if he and vela did become serious enough to become one another's family. given the distance between them — which may or may not be mostly drogon's fault in his endless boredom as of late — he isn't sure vela and him'll last. "no. i'm not charon's family." he speaks, perhaps unnecessarily. the rut he's found himself stuck in is gradually driving him (stir) crazy and he grasps at straws at how to fix it. each time is more desperate than the last. leaving would be a last resort but it's persistent consideration. he should feel ashamed of it but at the same time he doesn't. drogon's fairly confident that no one ...except for perhaps vela ( but he couldn't rightly say ) would feel a loss if he left.

"seems like you and i are the only non-ostrega's left." which is interesting to drogon. he ponders it with a twitch of an inky ear and a lofty shrug of broad shoulders. "that either says something about them or us." drogon half jokes. he has it good, he knows. he has a home, a girlfriend. no friends but then again drogon knows he's hard to befriend and he's used to being on his own. used to seeing everyone as competition. yet, there is a part of him that strives and would always strive for more. his ambitions are endless and recently they've felt capped which in turn leads to the discontent he feels currently. he doesn't want to be a traitor but it would hardly be the first time he's bore that brand. he still bears it as far as blackfeather woods is concerned and has never been ashamed of the fact.

he inhales deeply and lets it out in a slightly heavy exhale as he turns his glacial gaze to gannet once more. he's not good at conversation, admittedly, and isn't sure what to ask next.