Drakov: In the middle of the night, pale male had shuffled ever closer to the dens entrance. Not something neccessarily normal for him. He quite prefered being out in the open, with the breeze flooding over his curled frame. But tonight? In his condition? The usually pleasant cool air had chilled him to the bone. Burr. Which, in turn, left him tossing and turning all night being in such a peculiar place. Why he just wasn't winning was he? Grump grump. He would definately be pissy today. Early morning hours stirred him from his not-so-sleep to venture off towards the waterfall for a morning drink. Everyone else was presumibly still asleep, but frankly he was so zoned in his 'ttude and displeasure for poor rest that he didn't even take notice. Apon arriving at the river, rump settled on the bank and head lower to take in his fill of the refreshing liquid.
Zodiak breathed heavily, the sound muffled by the mass of flesh clamped tightly betwix bloodied fangs. Since following the group to the new territory, zodi knew he'd need to prove his worth. Whatever drew him to nida drew him to the rest of the wolves as well. He paused, enjoying the cool morning breeze. A glance to the sky revealed a black shadowed bird fluttering by and zodi sighed. How would he explain all this to raven. He'd doubt the male would join forces, absolving his rank as alpha...and he'd never ask him to do such a thing. Boy shook his head and pressed on up the small hill that led back to the den, following the river (keeping his distance of course). He paused as he reached the clearing, seeing the exact creature he was looking for. Zodi had yet to learn his name but in time he hoped to learn much more and relinquish the uneasy feelings they had for him. Zodi approached him cautiously, keeping his head and tail low but not so much that his belly touched the ground. just respect. He let out a low groan, just to grab the brutes attention before lifting his head to reveal the rather fat rabbit he'd brought for him.
Drakov: Jowls were drenched by the end of things, water dripping as he lifted his head away and took a ganger about the land. Well.. That was a mild mood lifter. Reminding himself of there find. Now he was able to truely work on getting himself back into tip top condition. At least it was only his weight, this go around. All his wounds had turned to scars long before he'd arrived in Cascades. A few good hearty meals and he'd be his ideal weight yet again, with all that brutal energy neatly in tact. Sights lifted however when the shadow of a bird caught his attention, head slowly rotating to follow it as it fluttered south. Hrm. Towards the herds perhapes? Maybe a carcass was left behind. Something to address later, but not something he could handle on his own in his state.Course, Zod's figure looming in the distance was quick to snag his attention. Ears perk, though you couldn't tell, tongue flicking across his lips. Ah that's right.. He had to address this situation today. How would things go down, he wondered? Well.. Thus far, it forced a smirk to peel across his maw. Body shifted to one side, a lazy sit, as he watched the lad grow closer. His posture dully noted, and.. he was a tad shocked to be frank. Things could only go down one of two ways here. He'd either get his ass torn apart, and be run off for not learning his place or being deemed nothing but a liability. OR He'd prove Drak wrong, and earn the ability to actually claim part of the gang. Humorous as that was, considering they weren't even an official pack yet. But that didn't mean he had any intent to let some yearling loner wolf roam about willy nilly and do as he pleases. Nope nope. Not how things worked here. Those kind of games got your ass killed. Once he was finally close enough to address, Drak rolled to his feet. Tail flagged enough to depict the obvious, as paws ushered him closer. "I zee you've returned, da? Und you bring food?" Male strolled half circle around the boy, taking the time to truely memorize his appearance and his smells. Though as he steered back forward, jaws parted and aimed to snap down across his just above his shoulders blades, before yanking his direction to swing him onto his side and leave him belly up.
Zodiak twisted his ears back as drak approached, eyes flicking between him and the ground, avoiding the direct contact that would signal a challange. Jaws parted and he allowed the lifeless hare to flop to the ground before speaking softly, "you looked hungry..." eyes followed the wolf as he circled him, hackles prickling nervously. He couldn't help it, the brute had that effect on him. As he turned his head for a better vantage point, it hit him--well he hit him. The clamping of jaws above his shoulder forced surprised yelp from the pup. Lips peeled back and teeth were bared as he plumited to the ground, forelegs stiffening outward towards the brute to force distance between them. He never acted past that point, fighting was not his intention and he was rather pissed that the brute had the nerve to throw him down for bringing a gift. Eyes narrowed and he'd watch the brute momentarily before sighing and laying his head to the side in the dirt--submission. It felt so wrong, submitting. Something that made zodi wish he'd known his real sire. Perhaps he was an alpha, and it was in his blood. Even though he was young he felt he had a level of maturity that surprised even himself. He sighed, eyes straining to view the male from his vantage, a low groan escaped, flowing over his words, "your welcome..."
Drakov: Everything little they did was a test in some form or another. Or at the very least, a way to obtain certain information for future reference. This was no different. He didn't expect there to be no tussling, no backbone persay. Pfft. No. Infact he WANTED it. What good was a pack of low down useless mongrels that gave in at the slightest bit of fear or insecurity? Absolutely none duh. But there was a fine line between being strong and being ignorant, and when it came to showing proper respects or... at the VERY least, admitting your losses. He wasn't punishing for the gift. Nono. This was more of an... initiation type dealio. He wanted to stay, it seemed. And in order to do that, he had to be willing to handle a certain level of crazy and hostility, and more importantly. He had to find out where he stood amongst the others. So right here, right now, he was learning where he stood with Drak. Had to give him props though. He wasn't doing half bad.The momment his head jerked down, poor Zod wasn't simply released or even held. Body straddled the yearlings, teeth repositioned to crack against his jaw and bite down on the lad's muzzle. A few vigorous shakes given despite those paws stiffly pushing against him. Though, luckily for Zod he hadn't the proper amount of energy to make it any worse. So after some blood was spilled, a few nice cuts across his muzzle given, Drak would shift off the male and allow tongue to glide across his teeth. Oh how contradicting it seemed. "Sank you, Zod vas it?" Flat and neutral as his tone was, the context of his words were far more pleasant than most anyone else ever recieved. "I am Drakov. Mine Brat-..er... Br-oth-er.. is Vadimir." Peculiar.. Had he ever said the word brother before in english? He couldn't recall. It certainly didnt feel as though he had. The word Brother just sounded stupid and wrong. Ahwell. Body slumped down, head tilting out to snag up the hare and drag it between his paws. "You vish to join us, da? Why exactly? Vhat is it you vant with Nida?" Questions seemed rhetorical but that was mostly because he had a tendancy to ask blunt questions for ... far more deeper meaninings. But, Nida was the obvious enough reason for his original presence, seeing as he dealt with all of them just to see her. That was peculiar, and lef thim puzzled to be frank. "Do you vish to take her? Do you vant her?" More blunt. Way to go Drak. Brows furrowed in thought for a momment as he ripped off a nice chunk of flesh to swallow down. Hrmm. "Do you vant to fuck her?" Plausable enough, right? He couldn't not ask, afterall. He didn't neccessarily understand the lovey dovey emotions or anything even remotely close to it.
Zodiak fought against the growl that reverberated in his throat. An attempt that proved far too difficult as fangs clamped across his muzzle. Ears were flush with the fur on his neck and teeth were flashed as a full sort of wolfy smile, but he was far from smiling. Zodi rolled to his stomach as the male shifted off, shaking his head and using a paw to rub at his muzzle. The hell man?! Ears flicked as he spoke, seemingly over the moment that happened seconds ago. "yea." He spoke, his words lacking any sort of emotion, feeling a little butthurt to be honest. It was when he spoke his name that zodi provided his attention. Drakov....vadimir. So they were brothers. In his earlier warning zodi had not understood the term "brat", nor did he really question it. Too many things going through his mind. Zodi rose to all fours slowly and as drak preoccupied himself with hare. He shifted himself to the river and as much as he despised it, dipped his muzzle into the cool water. Eyes focused on the dark red that shed from his fur into the flowing stream. Part was from the rabbit, the rest from the bite marks that now graced his maw. Was all this really worth it? It seemed so since he was still here. More words flowed from behind and he quickly pulled his head around, water dripping from his chin. He wasn't really sure how to answer that question. He just felt...drawn to her, something he'd never felt before. He padded a few steps forward and planted his rear in the dirt. "I well..." he stumbled over his words, wanting to answer but not really able to explain it. Then the question became more exact. "take her?" hmm he didn't exactly want to steal her away, "I want to be with her..." Oh if wolves could blush. and then draks final question had zodi almost choking on his own tongue. "heh...uh..." he really didnt want to answer that one. That wasn't exactly the first thing on his mind, but he wasn't going to say it never crossed his mind.
Drakov: How humorous. He hadn't enough of a care to get embaressed over such a thing. And thus far, he didn't really get emotional ties so it was never more than what mother nature demanded, to him. Hince poor Cin's condition.. Oii. Sure a good hump session was required from time to time, but the way things went down at that time was simply hormones. Not that it bothered him in the silghtest. Ha. Gaze flicked about as the lad spoke in reponse, though anytime he was able, even if it meant talking with a mouth full, he was stuffing his face. Until of course he started muffling up. Ears twitched, or rather ear tufts did, and brows furrowed a bit. "Speak up boy. Vhy so shy?" He couldn't fathom it. Was it just being bombed with questions that threw him off, or the questions themselves. Drak couldn't give a single fuck if he said yes. Well.. At the time being. It was a normal thing, nothing to hide. But yes, when the time came Nida was in heat he couldn't say he wouldnt get aggressive. Though, it would more so be for the sake of staking his own claim and getting his rocks off, than anything else. Nida wasn't on the same pedistal Cin was. Cin was off limits. But Nida... Well. Have fun. Long as you remember your place during. Can't say he'd let the pups live if there were any, but they'd cross that bridge when the time came. Not that he'd know any of this. Drak seemed to make little sense to the rest of the world, but in his mind.. His logic reined above all else. "To be with her, is to be vith us. Are you ok wit' zat?" Unless she chose to split of course. But he seemed plenty ok with the idea. A light sigh echoed out, before he was given the chance to even reply to his last statement. Most of the hare had been demolished, but what remained was snagged up. "Prepare yourself. Soon, I vish to fight you." PFFT! His blunt tone made it seem like a bad thing, but frankly sparring was a rite of merit when it came to the boys. It would be a chance to assess him further.
Zodiak hated being young, he wished he understood all these damned emotions that never existed before he met nida. Hmm maybe when she slobbered him she passed some sort of female virus to him that made him act this way; a sort of vampiric effect. not likely. He sighed, remembering back to the last real thing he said to her -whatever it takes- In that moment he knew what he felt, he knew what he wanted but in the moment he left his home turf and got tied up in this mess, a whole new mass of emotions had entered the picture. Drak's questions made sense but zodi wondered how difficult such things would be to acheive. Zodi nodded to his question, one he knew would come eventually, "yes..I am" he said in all seriousness. Eyes watched him as he finished the hare, wondering if he should have brought two. Ears shifted back some as he spoke his intentions. Greeeat, let me just keep bulking you up so you can kick my ass. Nice. Zod knew he'd have to prepare himself, he didnt feel as if he could win such a fight now, but if he could build the confidence with drak that he had with nida the day they were talking of bears, then maybe he'd stand a chance in a spar. He was young so he'd be quick enough to strike a blow at the slightly larger male but strength was what worried him. He'd felt his bite and zodi would not only have to muster the strength to not only have an effect on the male but to be able to act against him. This fight would haunt him until the day it was due.
Drakov smirked with an uneasy eerieness. Though it was not intentional. It was just Drakov. Sadly for Zod it was also to natural for him to not have a clue of his .. growing man-hood. Maybe he'd catch on later down the line, but right now? Well it'd gone completely over his head! "Until then." He'd nod and shuffle off to the den. Oh there fight would be sooner than he expected. He wasn't concerned with being in 100% health. Just enough that he falling over didn't make him dizzy. Yeesh. Tralalas off now.
Nida's muzzle slacked, baring the wolfen equivilant of a disappinted frown. The spittle, dirt and water assuredly turned to mud, stuck to the fur clump together around her face, chest and legs. Swinging one foot forward, the darkly furred she-wolf centered herself at their new and permanent stay. Without grace or any thought of the adjective, she deflates with a big ol' flop where she'd formerly stood. Hnnng.
Zodiak finally decided to return to the den after his earlier encounter with drak. Thoughts of what transpired still rushing through his head. He paused in his step to rub wounded muzzle with his paw before continuing on. The earthen male pressed through the tall grasses that opened to the small gathering spot before the den, where he saw nida. Ears perked and he trotted over to her, lowering his nose to her forhead to plant several affectionate licks. he'd not proclaimed anything official but after what he'd been asked by drak, he knew this is where he belonged. However, if the girl refused him zodi would have to rethink this plan.
Nida's evidence of wounded pride was gone from the look in her face, and now she moved effortlessly, minus the muck, onto her stomach. Her tail kicked up from its unmotivated position and took to a spastic movement in response to Zodi's approach. Though it faltered at the sight of the flesh wound and the smell of Drak all over, causing her to callously frown. Her muzzle shoves itself to the underside of the male's chin to give several gentle laps, then recede as far as a lean, " what happened ..?" Jeez, Drak is throwing his weight all over the place as of late. Then again .. this is new territory -- new world -- for their group.
Zodiak's mood was lifted when his affection was reciprocated. Tail swayed steadily, ears pressing forward at her inquiry. He sighed and smiled, "Just Drakov's way of thanking me" he half joked. He knew that was nothing compared to what he'll end up with after the official fight. ugh, he really wasn't looking forward to that. Zodi shifted and sat beside nida, the tug of muscles to acheive such act was a reminder of his shoulder where the first blow was received. He stiffined a bit, cringing in the slightest before relaxing and turning his attention to nida, "He..." he'd pause for a moment and sigh, "wants to fight me..." the worry in his eyes was evident as his ears shifted back.
Nida folds her ears back in a gusty change of expression, one that spoke volumes of mistrust. " Thanking you ..?" the breathy sound of her voice dies somewhere between the back of her throat and cusp of teeth, obviously taken aback. Well .. she never understood Drak, and didn't exactly speak his nonsense language nor insane. Her gaze steers to the forest floor thoughtfully. " What are you going to do ..?" There was two options: stay and fight, whatever angle the male was playing at, or turn tail running. She slung the side of her face into his side if able.
Zodiak picked up her tone and realized he'd forgotten to explain. "last night I went out hunting, it wasn't much but I was able to get a hare" he sighed glancing to the den for a moment then back to nida, "I figured if I showed him he could trust me, he wouldn't hate me as much" zodi half laughed "he did thank me.. after the fact..." He lifted his head some at her question and face pressing into his side. What zodi said back at his own den, he meant it and knew she'd understand. He smiled curving his neck over hers and tilting his head so his muzzle pressed against her cheek in a sort of wolfish hug, "whatever it takes" he said softly.
Nida slunk from the muck of confusion after he explains, a lot less in the dark about the exposition. Her brows uplift to her forehead, threatening to fly off any moment. " I guess it worked ..?" Errr .. Drak hasn't given chase toward Zodi until he was no longer seen or scented on the claimed ground. As he curved his neck around and gave her a wolf-hug, her tail hits the ground with a light thud in couple successions. Nida nips exposed side of his face, playful. " Whatever it takes.." she recites. Doki doki.
Cinnema had wandered around this morning marking territory, getting to know terrain, and just having a nice ol' time. Today she was feeling so much better, not that she'd been feeling bad the day before, but she'd slept at least half the day, so at least she was good now! Who knew what would happen next. After a quite short nap in a secluded place she'd sniffed out, light furred woman would wander back to the den, head held high and tail level with her spine, waving slightly side to side. Needless to say, she was in a good mood today. She tested the air with her nose just before coming upon their home den, noticing Nida and Zodiak, the male who'd followed them up the hill. Perhaps one male who wouldn't try to pull dominance, but that was yet to be seen.. Green eyes looked over them, touching each other as they were, and her steps faultered. What was this going on? Ears pushed forward slightly. "What..goes on?" she greeted, curious but with untrusting and dark undertone to her voice. Note tail didn't leave the level of her spine as she stood few feet away, staring a little bit. She was definitely not sure how she felt about this male yet, but that he was so used to Nida. That was uncomfortable.
Nida's ears swayed, interested in some noise they caught. The tension caught between her heavy colored fur drained away without ceremony. Her head curves in order to spy one of the marshmellow wolves. " Oh, " the she-wolf replied with relief. Exhaling sharply, she looked the other up and down before she drug her limbs to hoist an upright position. " It is good to see you are better." Although she did not show it too terribly well, and maybe overlooked due to her grudge over the incident, Nida cared for her packmate. Ironically this group wasn't a pack. Yet. It perturbed her how stiff Cin was, however. " Zodi is suppose to fight Drak. I guess to establish pecking order." Hnng, her skills need to be honed.
Zodiak smiled as he was nipped by nida and in turn would take hold of her ear in a playful manner. It felt good to be here with her and know at least one of these wolves liked him. He nuzzled his nose into her neck fur as she repeated his words, giving her cheek one more lick before turning his attention toward the other female as she approached. Ears perked up as he observed her, wondering if this one's behavior was going to be similar to the two brothers. As nida stood zodi shifted his weight in her direction, still sitting but more leaning now and he rested his head on her back, eyes gazing off to the side at cin. He didn't really wanna get involved in the "girl talk" unless needed especially if this other one wasn't fond of him yet. Zodi's eyes half rolled when nida mentioned the fight. Not because she said something but just being reminded of the event made him uneasy. "fuunnn" he mumbled unenthusiastically
Cinnema, marshmallow wolf lady, honestly didn't have much interest in sitting around watching the two brown wolf people..bond. As the young male laid his head across her friend's back, a very unpleasant feeling, like her stomach being twisted around, came over her. Aka jealousy. Hair rose along the back of her spine, and, while very pointedly ignoring the kid, smiled at her friend. "Yes, I am, thanks," she'd reply calmly. When focus shifted to the boy, Cin would look over Zodi. Honestly the news wasn't surprising. She nodded along with Nida's assessment. "Yes, most likely a test of sorts." But you never knew with Drakov. It was probably a mix of things; establishing dominance/rank, testing the boy's skill, etc. Who knew. She gave a simple shrug of her shoulders, gaze shifting in the direction of the river. "If you're going to stay, you'll have to get used to it. They're at the top." Her eyes met his, assessing him herself. Honestly, she wanted to know what his interest was in being around, because she had no clue. But.. Didn't mean she had to like him yet.
(20:15:19) Drakov: Remainders of the hare had been consumed. Hardly even bone remained, little ones that seemed unpleasant when going down. Everything else? Demolished. Another nap took over after the filling little meal, not something that happend willingly. But.. The body knew what he needed, even if he didn't like it. Course the momment he stirred even the slightest, he was up and on four paws. Rolling to a sit with a groan and a wide mouthed yawn. Hnngg. He was so stiff. Grumble grumble. Tongue flicked acrossed his lips a time or two, as sights lingered about the courtyard. Foggy and unfocused, but still. Hrm. Where was everyone? Nostrils flared, and front paws slid out as rear poked it'self into the air in a stretch before he shuffled oh so groggily over to the nearest tree or patch of grass to take a weez and mark some turf all in one go. Damn. They were supposed to go hunting today, but instead he slept the morning away. Hohum.
(20:34:15) Vadimir dragged with him the human he'd killed a few nights ago. Flies and maggots had already begun to dissect the body, but there was still plenty meat from where he'd left it. It seemed most of the natives were adverse to consuming human flesh. Why he couldn't fathom. They tasted like bacon! But their hesitance was registered to Vad as only one more thing he could learn to exploit from this new home. A food source many were unwilling to pursue was one he and his brother could make into something worth while. Especially if all of them were as dumb and hapless as this person had been. Climbing the mountain with food in tow wasn't easy, but he relished the exercise. After all, Vadimir was at his peak of danger posed to others, or even himself. When he had nothing to keep him focused. When the den came into sight he'd squat and release his bowels, leaving a sizable mound of dung for any who'd dare get past the markers already in place. Without a word he'd sling the corpse upon the [c] (20:36:59) Vadimir front door, grinning as pockets of congealed blood and puss burst upon impact and flew about like confetti. Stubby tail wagging Vadi would rush about, playing maggot hopscotch for all the little larvae that had escaped confines of the body. With each squashed invertebrate child, Vadimir's tail wagging increased, untill all of his rear swung back and forth. Drak was noticed upon the.... say, fourth maggot. Younger brother looked up with bright eyes and smiled, tongue released in a pant. Hey wassup brah?! (f)
(21:16:45) Drakov: Ear tufts twitched at the arrival of another, though he didn't move just yet. Instead.. He was content to watch. A growing toothy smirk peeling it's way across his features. Tail even began to wag behind him, speed picking up the closer Vad got. Though.. When younger brother went about the task of killing maggots he chuckled outloud. Maw parted and a growl ushered forth, front end dropping just a tad as rump swayed behind him. By the time Vad looked over, Drak was semi-hoping his way over and dropping to roll up against the body. Gross.. Head jerked forward to nip and snap at brothers limbs as he rolled further onto his back to smeer the funky mess, that was likely not at all good for someone in his condition, even more into his fur. Playyy. They did that?! Why yes they did. But it was always either gross as fuck, or absolutely brutal. Or both..
(21:26:45) Vadimir wasted no time when he saw his brother making his way for the corpse. As drak rolled about in the foul remains, Vad would bound around his sibling, likely looking the part of a butch sociopathic princess as he did. Drakov's jaws landed on Vadimir's forearms, taking tufts of fur on every other strike, before Vadimir would drive himself forward in a hopping bound before aiming paws to ress against brother's body before using him as a springboard. Of course only his upper weight would be distributed on Drak, should he be in place for it to land. Vad's rear would be perpendicular with the ground. A few snarls seeped between gore strewn fangs before Vad darted forward once more, jaws open to catch Drak right on the ass. Should he succeed Vadi'd give a rough shake before aiming to drag his brother a bit, hopefully leaving a smeared trail of blood and dirt in front of their home. Nothing like a good bit of rotten organ to make a place feel like home!
(21:38:38) Drakov: Lip curled, teeth exposed the entire time though not in his usual dominant sense. Shockingly enough. Paws stiffened out to push against the propelling sibling, but before he knew it his ass was being grabbed! Bastardd! Hind limbs kicked out flailishly. Not in attempt to actually get younger brother off, but more so ... Hey look your body, let's kick it!! Because why the fuck not. Growls spewed from within, and after a few inches of blood trail had been made, the pale brute would roll forth and snap jaws wildly at Vad's face. No solid attempt at grabbing anything, just.. Slashing teeth content to draw some blood whereever possible. Atleast, at first. After several clacks of teeth, given he'd managed in the first place, brute would aim to grab ahold of the loose flesh along brothers scruff and jerk to and fro. Even more so, he was still in that awkward position, so now Vad was holding him up.
(21:52:27) Vadimir's raspy laughter rose up and out of his throat, Drak's kicks to his front causing him to stumble forward and, had he not been grasping dem buns, likely would have fallen flat on his face. Lowered body ensured his face's closer proximity with Drak's, and when the snaps ensued, younger brother released his hold to relocated it to that of his sibling. Rather than try to hold on, though. He'd behave like that of a fencer, parrying his brothers forward thrusts with his teeth and jaws like a swordsman would their blade and hilt. He'd give as good as he got, and soon enough several cuts now adorned his inner lip and muzzle, though he wasn't prepared for the full on launch Drakovski threw his way, and when it landed, Vadimir let out a most peculiar noise. A screeching roar of sorts, carrying like a howl as it rose and fell before he leaped forward and down, aiming to slam his brothers head against the ground. Not hard enough to cause any real damage, but. By no means gently either. [c] (21:53:13) Vadimir throughout it all chops remained in a stupified grin, as if they were doing no more than... playing Uno, maybe? DRAW FOUR!!!!! 8O (f)
(22:15:01) Drakov: Tail had finally taking to a full on wag, for the first time in quit a fucking while. Probubly since... Well since they were together as pups. Pleasantly enjoying sparing and training with one another. Tussling it out over a branch.. Mm. Something to do in the future, yes. But for now! For now it was all teeth clacking together. Well. Up until Vadim reacted to his sneaky little assault! Teeth sunk in deep, eyes wincing but before he could even usher a single jerk Vad was aiming to knock him to the ground! Paws shoved sideways against the ground, enough to add mommentum behind head jerking brother the opposite direction of his leap forward. He'd attempt to roll to his feet given brother was left flopping onto his side.
(23:06:47) Vadimir was floored, but he was determined to bring his bro down with him. Forward momentum would carry against Drak, hopefully forcing him to lose his balance in the act of body-slamming Vadimir to the ground. Should he succeed Vad would eagerly take a bite out of Drakov's leg, close to the joint if able, before scrambling with all able paws to right himself while using his bro's limb as a crutch. Likely Drak would be shaking him like a ragdoll, but Vadimir would be happy to reciprocate, granted that he actually got the bite down on big brah's limb. Should everything pan out as such both siblings would likely be at a stand-still of tussling and thrashing, numerous small flesh wounds to award both the honor of once again being united aswhat they'd always been. Family. "Ya skuchal vas.... eto...." Before he could finish, Vadimir forced words down his throat. He'd not been so open, so... well, undisturbingly honest. It was kinda freaky.