07-11-2022, 09:33 PM
His brother's resignation came with a paw between them as Calhoun allowed for the distance between them, finally releasing Warwick's throat. Edith was first to speak, cocky as ever despite their inevitable win, and while he agreed with her sentiment he was not quick to gloat. Instead, the elken boy stared back, the blood at his ear forgotten as he held Warwick's gaze. “We need to talk.”
Truthfully Cal would have preferred this conversation away from prying ears, but that would not come in Elkshire nor Nightwalkers. The outskirts would have to do. Looking to Edith who had already agreed to speak with him previously, he would give a curt nod before heading for the Royal Wisterian Woodlands assuming both would follow. Even Edith had yet to hear his reasons for speaking and idly he wondered if either would believe him.
This could be a mistake.
“There is another reason I wished to train beyond our borders. How closely does Mother watch you Warwick? What does she share?” Nothing new compared to the lectures when he still lived here surely. “It's always the same, isn't it?”
Truthfully Cal would have preferred this conversation away from prying ears, but that would not come in Elkshire nor Nightwalkers. The outskirts would have to do. Looking to Edith who had already agreed to speak with him previously, he would give a curt nod before heading for the Royal Wisterian Woodlands assuming both would follow. Even Edith had yet to hear his reasons for speaking and idly he wondered if either would believe him.
This could be a mistake.
“There is another reason I wished to train beyond our borders. How closely does Mother watch you Warwick? What does she share?” Nothing new compared to the lectures when he still lived here surely. “It's always the same, isn't it?”
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