The Sunspire Et ducit mundum per luce

The sudden appearance of the younger male and his brazen attack on Fang's harsh words caused him to falter for a moment, he turned his attention to the mildly familiar youth just in time to hear him mumble about being bitten. He rolled his eyes at the youth, looking back at the dark captive, he seemed almost oblivious to the other captive. A loud heave of a sigh escaped. What was this? The games of children. A pack war was breaking out, so what's the vain males approach. Steal their young members! Brilliant! That's sure to stare piece. The half-breed was piecing it all together lately. Ferdie, Jace, Fox, they all seemed bent on their own twisted approach to... What exactly? Fang didn't know, and frankly he was beginning to care less. Recruited by vanity to steal children in bitter payback Ag an old insult. The young captive didn't respond and he couldn't blame her, he lowered to his haunches and shook his head before looking at his child-packmate. I'm sure I've been bitten by worse. He said flatly looking at the freshly caught food with a raised eyebrow he continued. Would seem cruel to come here just to eat in front of them, kiddo. Unless you intended to share with her, I'll make sure she doesn't bite. He indicated with a nod of his head. There was a lot riding on Summers next move, what respect he had left for his so called pack at the moment being the most. Being kind or cruel in youth is a good indication of upbringing. Here's hoping the juvenile was the kind sort. Speech thoughts