Daddy's Home

The man was slightly annoyed, having heard of his brother's new pack that was forming in this area. How dare he have the nerve to create it without him. Granted, he hadn't even seen his brother since he came here, but that didn't stop him from being mad. Perhaps the man had some anger issues but now certainly wasn't the time to wonder about that. 

Instead, he would walk out into the area and howl for his brother, a clear demand to be seen and heard. If @Madmortigan was going to not search for him, then Melchior was going to become his problem.

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 He emerges readily, his brother's scent and demanding howl rousing him to action.

 “Welcome home, Melchior.” Madmortigan greets, his tail swaying lightly. The Marsyas siblings were diametrically different though they'd been raised the same. 

 Still, their differences did not quell the familial fondness he had for his brother and sister. “We've been expecting you.”

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The man would smile largely as the scent and sound of his brother got louder, turning to see the familiar man. He never really understood how, though they all grew up together, they could be so different. Not that he really cared though. Family was family. 

He cocked his head to the side slightly before speaking. "You better have, I hope you've kept my spot warm for me." He joked slightly, though was clearly inserting himself not only into the pack, but also into the land. This place was his home now regardless of what his brother thought.

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 “You always have a place at Labyrinthian's table, Melchior.” The Harbinger replies, head canting slightly as he took in the bluster and haughtiness coiled within his brother's demeanor. 

 “Does something trouble you?”

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The man narrowed his eyes slightly, watching his brother. Of course he would be the one to notice something was up and had the balls to point it after. After a few moments, the man would sigh, shaking out his fur as if he was trying to shake off his stress. "I dislike just showing up in this land, it gives me a foul taste in my mouth. Especially with all these creatures that seem to think they can live along sides us wolves." He understood that The Wolf had plans, but he hated non-wolves with a passion and wanted nothing more than to strip them of their breath.

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 “Do not question the Wolf's will. Do not forget that it is your own.” There is no difference between them and the almighty. They are divine. 

 “This world is a gift. Think of all the good work we are destined to do.” Closing in on his brother, he lifts his chin slightly, regarding his kin. 

 “Are you with us?”

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The man would nod, understanding what his brother was saying. Even though he was annoyed at being dragged here without any warning, he knew that The Wolf had reasons for what they did. The man would stay where he was as his brother approached, trusting him enough to know he wouldn't do anything. Hearing his words, the man would nod, sitting himself down. "Always." He said simply, lifting his head to meet his brothers gaze. Melchior wanted power, but he respected his brother, a fine line between the two.

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 Madmortigan lifts his foreleg and drapes it around his brother's shoulders in a brief embrace. “Good.” 

 Though Melchior was not with them when they'd perished, the Wolf brought them together anyway. “Let us begin.” The Harbinger urgers, rising to stand and walking towards the territory that would be their home.

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