Moonspear We stood eye to eye with violence, and it blinked first
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Referencing this thread, set at the same time.

The voice that called from the borders was a voice he simultaneously would never forget and never wanted to hear again. He was prowling the mountain's high reaches when Aurëwen called Hydra and instantly he froze in place. The hair on the back of his neck rose. He surged forward, but it wasn't with the intent to go and see his estranged mother.

He found himself a high vantage point from which to watch the proceedings below. With the dark mountain at his back, it would be a wonder if any of them spotted his face high above. He was too far away to hear what was said, but his eyes lit upon the svelte figure of his dam, then flitted to the equally slim woman at her side. Hydra's arrival was noted, as was the silver gleam of his sister's coat and Arcturus' dark presence.

He watched, feeling nothing for the woman that bore him but vague disgust, made twofold by the sudden departure of Isi. Dragomir made a mental note to seek her out later. Pleasure and gratitude rose in him when Hydra lunged for Aurëwen and sent her fleeing from the foothills. She had no right to be here. That left only the Alpha, Beta and the slender woman who had come with Aurëwen. Dragomir lingered a while longer, watching Kukutux's acceptance, then turned and stalked away.

Unlike Isilmë he wasn't filled with rage. He'd long since come to the conclusion that he and his sister meant nothing, had never meant anything, to their careless mother, and he had no knowledge of the exchange below to make any further conclusions. Instead, he felt strangely empty, but also resolved. He was certain if he ever saw her again he would be filled with the desire to attack her, but that hadn't been the case at all.

Just as Hydra once said, she wasn't worth the time or the effort, and it seemed his heart had finally accepted that. He wasn't angry anymore. He was disgusted and disappointed and always would be, but her power over him was finally gone. The sight of her didn't move him to any significant emotion.

It was liberating.