Duck Lake as I love the name of honor more than I fear death

Right, just ruined all my chances of entering the Creek. Ah well...

The Greek Roman didn't mean it that way. “Like I said, he’s not here nor have I seen him in a few weeks now. If you’re looking to do some recon on my pack, you’re crossing a dangerous line, kid," he had just wanted to know if Shadow was the same Hadrian he knew. He lowered his head, tail swaying at his ankles. Roman pride kept him from submitting any further though he backed away slightly. Posture submissive, sea green gaze on the ground, refraining from using any overly sarcastic comments for he felt this male hated that kind of thing. "Apologies, sir. I did not mean to pry, I just wanted to see if he was the same wolf I knew." he said the last part quietly.

“And if you’re looking to hear about his well-being, you’re still crossing a dangerous line. I gave you the information I know. If I do see him again, I will have his tongue this time. Perhaps when you find him, you can tell him that.” So this wolf and his brother had history didn't they? It seems like this wolf hated, or disliked Hadrian with passion so what had passed between them. Why had this hatred bloomed? Did his (half) brother used extreme sarcastic comments and a snarky attitude to this wolf, for the older male had said something about having his bro's tongue and that itself did not sound good at all.

Scipio was sure of his brother's abilities to defeat this male but he also knew that both of them would probably not come out unscathed. He nodded slightly but did not speak again. If this male hated his brother, did he dislike him too? Simply because of his relative? It seemed a bit unfair to him, to discriminate someone because of who they were related to. He loved his brother dearly for all the times he had protected him, but there was no reason to hold something Hadrian did against himself when he didn't even know what happened!