Blackfeather Woods when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out

he found it endearing that his sister accepted his criticism of their uncle so willingly, indicating to him that she too shared a similar sentiment. the root cause of it remains unknown to him, any stipulation as to why their family had turned against each other was now lost to more recent and unfortunate memories replacing things he could not care enough about. however, judging by how maegi seemed to hold all the graces and airs of a resident alpha, he could see how someone like damien would be threatened by such a development. "and now you rule... much to damien's displeasure i assume." it was not so far fetched to infer, for there had been the impression from the start that their uncle had self-appointed himself as matriarch, not to be upended by anyone. 

vaati does not linger on the topic of their uncle, not wishing to speak on it further as more pressing matters surfaced. daughters. vaati looks briefly to the boy who stood at his sister's side, ruling out the possibility that the curious child was his. perhaps a child of maegi's? his attention is quickly drawn away from the boy, settling on the lingering figure of a child bearing all the resemblance of his younger self. perhaps this girl was his. however, he would not begin to assume that the child who looked at him with such a cold, calculative stare was one half of the litter without confirmation. so, he does not move towards her, but catches her gaze with slightly narrowed eyes and chuffs lowly. it was not to be mistaken for hostility, but an authoritative attempt at a 'what are you looking at and who are you?' gesture.

at the mention of his wife, he nods affirmatively, "yes." but there is a brief hesitance in his voice that is governed by the uncertainty that she would accept him once again. she had done so before, but cass was a fickle creature... there was no telling how she would receive his sudden apperance.