Fierce Faces (Inara/Fawn)

[Typhon]

It had been a week since Typhon had returned from the Agoge, and at long last he had gotten some rest. After what had seemed like an eternity, things were falling back to normal, the way they were before all the attention was on Goliath's first litter, and the male found that, while it was nice to be home and to have gotten reacquainted with the majority of his family, he was not satisfied by Ina'mos like he had been in the past. Perhaps it was simply the restlessness of the young, or maybe it was something else entirely, but he was ready to begin his next adventure.

The immense wolf stretched his legs and yawned widely, having woken from a nap intent on roaming the island. Typhon had been doing so, essentially walking in circles, in order to retain al the information about his home island that he could, and he found that the only place left for him to explore was the intricately strong coral reef that poked just about the ocean to the west. Already he was nearby, and so he set his feet and began to move, his gait initially stiff until his muscles remembered that walking was good for them.

Scents both familiar and unfamiliar entered his nostrils as he moved, but he largely ignored them for now; he had met enough of his pack mates to be nearly exhausted by the effort of introducing himself, and it would be several weeks before Goliath had enough free time to begin coaching--or even delegate the task--him on whatever position it was his father thought he would fit in. Personally, Typhon was aiming for a high rank, though he had not been quite brave enough to inquire after one. As the voice in his head had told him, he would be given the position he was best for, and that should be enough.

But as the young wolf stepped into the cool ocean once more and took the short, easy swim over to the tops of the coral, he scowled to himself. Part of him knew that it would not be enough, for him to simply gain a rank and perform his duties on Ina'mos. There were three territories that Goliath controlled in his empire, and his son found that he would, in all reality, like to rule one of those separate territories--in the name of Kairos, of course. It would be excellent practice if the Emperor chose Ty to succeed him. Then again, perhaps his problem was not that he did not have power but more that he was not proving it.

Hardened paws hit rough coral at last, and the hulking beast pulled himself up easily to the top, shaking his pelt as soon as he was free of the clutches of the ocean. It was just a bit too cold, he thought, to be swimming about, but the short expanse of coral he was now situated upon was calm and quiet. "Perhaps I should more seriously consider taking that territory from those females," he muttered under his breath, glancing out over the rough waters of the sea proper, though he obviously would not see the island from here. He had already discussed the matter with Sabaoth; it would be simple to gather a few more fierce faces as well as the approval of his father.

Words || 569
Tags || Fawn, Inara
Notes || Here we are guys, let's get to know each other!

[Fawn]

She liked the rough terrain under her feet, it seemed oddly more alive than the earth of the caves or grassy meadows she had grown up with. Shrugging off her lessons today, the independent female went exploring. Lessons were tedious and boring to a wolf who wasn't really able to focus on something for very long unless it completely enveloped her interest. 

Since her sisters had left the pack lands, Fawn had found herself rather lonely, after all Morrigan was her partner in crime. Beyond her immediate family, the dappled young lady hadn't forged any strong bonds with anyone, they struck her as either boring or irritating with all their ambition and struggle to win favor with adults. The endless chatter of the boys going to Agoge or the girls growing into proper young ladies made her head ache. But this all made for prime opportunities to act out and do something fun! Yeah she got scolded but nothing could keep her down long. Her spirit was to strong for that. 

Enjoying the freedom of being out and alone, the spunky girl splashed her way around not caring for subtlety or being sneaky. She was old enough to take care of herself now and she was not insecure about it. Dampened fur from the salty waters touch only highlighted her narrow frame supported by long slender legs, lacking the monolithic frame so many within the pack possessed. She didn't care, being smaller and lighter offered the advantage of being sneakier when she wished. 

Pale blue eyes picked out the form of one such colossus, a male by the look of things. Quickly deciding between moving along and ignoring  him of actually walking up and meeting this stranger, she padded up quietly as her mind worked on all sorts of possible scenarios from friendly to threatening. She liked to think about things like that. Made her feel more prepared.  

"Hi." A simple greeting could often unleash much about the other, she was already working on sizing him up, how he would react and such. It was all just a personal little game of hers. Kept life interesting. 


Typhon Inara
OOC: excited to see how this goes.

[Inara]

Inara had always enjoyed solitude, and today was no different. However, the small fae was itching to be able to do something more. She had played her part for so long now. It was about time for some adventure, for something edgey.

Her restless paws had decided that, in a search for something different, perhaps a swim would help the monotony, and had taken her to Ahyrd's Atoll. She was pretty sure she would give about anything to run into someone else right now. A conversation, no matter how dull, would inevitably be more interesting than continuing to wander on, seemlingly purposelessly.

It was not long before she came across a young wolf, undoubtedly of Kairos. He was large, stately, obviously in some way related to the giants of Kairos. Inara had always been determined that intimidation was not something she would feel. She boldly squared her shoulders and walked towards him, as always, with determination and an air of superiority.

Before he noticed her, Inara caught him grumbling to himself. Perhaps I should more seriously consider taking that territory from those females.

The audible thought left her with a barrage of feelings: anger at the way the word "females" had been used; intrigue at the obvious ambition of this young male; interest in a conquest.

Before she could make her presence known however, another female appeared and greeted him. Inara remained a ways off, content to watch the exchange. Already this female was grating on her nerves. She seemed too... happy. Too energetic. Inara rolled her eyes and sighed.

But seeing nothing better to do, she confidently padded over the coral, her light footsteps falling gently on the different terrain. Reaching the other wolves, she immediately sat down and made eye contact.

"Hello. I heard something about fun plans," she said coyly, seamlessly entering the conversation. She left it up to the male, whether he would reveal his thoughts to the other female as well, not sure if she had heard. “I am Inara. And you are?” She glanced at both the wolves, to make sure not to be dismissive of the female. She would not appreciate if she were dismissed and thought she might as well afford that courtesy to this fae.

She was painfully aware of how large the Kairos male was, and was constantly adjusting her posture to make herself seem to take up more space than she did. Her shoulders were squared, her chest puffed out, her ears erect, and her nose ever so slightly pointed up, making it clear she was not a pushover and was ready to stand up for herself.

Words: 438

Muse: good!

Tags: Typhon, Fawn

Notes: yay!

[Typhon]

Typhon stood still as he heard a loud splashing, twitching an ear to determined which direction it had come from. The above-sea reef stretched a long way along the coast, and he had swum to the furthest point, so it stood to reason that another wolf could have done the same somewhere at the edge. Without fear he turned to watch a small, damp female approach, her body dwarfed by his own and the slight distance between them.

A flaring of his nostrils brought mostly the scent of saltwater to him, but underneath it laid a scent he had not sniffed since returning from the Agoge, but one that was familiar all the same. The amount of pups he had been born with had been an absurd number, but having grown up with each of them meant that Ty was able to pinpoint whose scent he was smelling--it was Fawn, a daughter of Messoria, and it appeared she had not grown since the two were born last year. The wolf's extremely slender frame was so much smaller than his that he wondered briefly if she was even the size of his delicate mother.

Fearlessly she approached, and Typhon cocked his head to the side and smiled, his mouth very nearly the size of her head. A brief greeting came from her, the briefest he had ever heard, and he laughed softly at her--not to mock the way she approached, but because he was so impressed with how unafraid she was of the beasts that he and his relatives were. "Hello, little Fawn," he said kindly, dipping his muzzle to touch the edge of the coral with his nose in a polite greeting. "Do you not recognize your dear brother Typhon? I know I've grown a bit since we were pups, but--"

Abruptly the male stopped speaking and whipped his head around, having heard the pawsteps of another wolf just as tiny as this one. Briefly his hackles raised, but he immediately lowered them again, the motion nearly invisible due to the thickness of his fur and swiftness of his reaction. The new wolf, even smaller than Fawn, was clearly no threat; she stepped loudly and sat down with confidence, though Ty was not entirely sure her interruption was warranted, and he did not recognize her as another relative.

None-the-less, she spoke and looked directly at them both, her eyes seeming to be a combination of Typhon's and Fawn's, and the male let his sly grin return easily to his face, shifting his body to put both of the small wolves in front of him. Another bit of a bow, though not quite as low, was offered to this newcomer--Inara, she said, was her name--and he inspected her for several seconds before opening his own mouth to speak. "Been eavesdropping, hmm?" his playful tone floated across the waves, and his grin widened as he noticed how the new female puffed out her chest and stood as tall as she could--amusing not only because she thought it would make a difference and also because it was absolutely ridiculous to think she could ever stand taller than he.

As Typhon had been standing the entire time, he felt the need to lower himself if only to ease her mind--though she did not tremble or show any signs of fear, it was clear that his size made her uncomfortable. So down he went, lowering his still-damp body to the bed of coral beneath him, though his head remained tall as he laid upon his chest. Now the other two wolves were very slightly above his eye-level, and he was sure it would make a difference in their eyes. "Pleasure to meet you, Inara. My name is Typhon," he said as he settled, carefully placing one front paw over the other in a comfortable position. "This is my half-sister, Fawn."

Green eyes twitched to Fawn, in case she was annoyed with his introducing her, but he continued to speak without much pause. "I'm not sure what you mean by fun, Inara," he said, saying her name again in a flirtatious sort of way that matched the smile behind his eyes. "I don't remember saying anything about anything before you arrived. My relative and I were just about to catch up on family gossip, no doubt."

Words || 753
Tags || Fawn, Inara
Notes || Nymph I know you mentioned that Fawn didn't really know Typhon but they technically would have grown up together even though we didn't thread, so I alluded to that a little bit and made it easier to believe. (: Hope that's okay!

[Fawn]

Frankly she was surprised that he knew her name before she could even offer it. She tilted her head, mirroring him as she tried to place him as they obviously had met before. Then he elaborated further...they were siblings. Her eyes cleared up from their previous puzzlement to a dawning of recognition. "My, you have grown, Ty." She smiled at her own silly phrase of rhyming the first and last word of her sentence. 

It was crystal clear now, he was older than her..slightly but by the look of things now she seemed still a pup in his presence. The blood of Goliath evident in her half brother where she had by no means been blessed with any amount of it.but she made up for it with attitude. "So you are a big warrior, hmm? Hopefully, you haven't lost your humble edge even though you've faced death and lived to speak of it." She teased, falling into a more relaxed frame of mind instead of focusing on playing mind games.

The games threatened to spark again once another wolf practically flopped onto the scene, making the innocent looking Fawn turn to size up the newcomer who had introduced herself as Inara. She didn't mind that Typhon beat her to introducing herself, but the fact he was already flirting with this stranger struck her as odd. Perhaps it was because she was just a female who only flirted when she saw some gain in it. Since she didn't know her brother very well, she didn't trouble herself to much about it and just ignored that cheeky grin he was giving  Inara.

She dipped her head in greeting but didn't go the extra mile to smile or offer some cheery phrase of welcome. Her attention was elsewhere as it often was, circling around several possible situations before finally coming back to the present. One sudden thought struck her as particularly funny and that was if Ty succeeded to charm this girl and they became a very uneven couple. The picture of a mountain with a dwarf was too funny, she laughed a loud. 

Quiet again, she waited to see if Inara would explain more on what she meant with her opening statement. Fawn was curious what she meant. She always looked for ways to have fun, either playful or darker forms of the phrase. 

Already standing still was becoming irritating and she began to fidget. Ugh this is why she hated talking, it often made one stay in one place for way to long. To try and settle her mind, she sat down  and scratched at the coral with a front paw to see what effect her claws had on the tough substance, but her ears were fully perked on expectant voices of the other two of her pack.

Typhon Inara
OOC: Works out well, Sammy. She's kind of odd-duck so she may strike others as weird, still feeling out her grown up character.

[Inara]

The large male's undecided once over gave Inara a bit of satisfaction. He did not know what to make of her. Exactly as it should be. But he did not seem overly concerned with her sudden appearance, and even made a joke of the fact that she had alluded to his mumblings to himself. His playful tone did not escape her.

Been eavesdropping, hmm?


Not one to shy away from the blunt truth, she confidently responded, "As a matter of fact, yes." Her tone was rather devoid of much inflection or emotion, and she kept her gaze guarded, trying to stay "above them" in her mind. It seemed she always became more off-standish and snobbish the larger the wolf with whom she was interacting. It became more important to keep the game going. To appear in control and capable.

She did not know what to make of him lowering himself. In part, she felt a little more relaxed, felt like she could be more herself, but she also wasn't sure whether to take it as an insult. She knew her size was obvious, it was something she was constantly reminded of. But did others have to draw attention to it? They treated her differently because she was small. Her eyes narrowed a bit as she caught his gaze, but decided it was not worth making a fuss out of -- this time.

Pleasure to meet you, Inara. My name is Typhon. This is my half-sister, Fawn.
She turned to the fae and nodded curtly in greeting. "Hello," her voice had still not lost its apparent apathy. Fawn did not appear to have anything to say after Typhon's short introduction and almost seemed bored playing with the coral, so Inara tried to think of something to say to her to involve her in the conversation, but Typhon continued it before she had a chance.

I'm not sure what you mean by fun, Inara. I don't remember saying anything about anything before you arrived. My relative and I were just about to catch up on family gossip, no doubt.


A smile spread across her face. Well, if that was how he wanted it, she could oblige. "I'm sorry. I must have misheard. There's likely still water in my ears from the swim. My mistake." Inara was not one to ever admit fault, but life had sprung back into her tone, which was now heavy with sarcasm, making it obvious she did not believe a word of what she was saying. That combined with a mischievous look in her eyes should serve to let both Typhon and Fawn understand the meaning behind her response.

"I am interrupting a family reunion then?" she switched topics. The question was mostly aimed at Typhon, but she glanced over to Fawn to make sure she knew she was not being talked past and could answer the question, as well, if she wished. But she seemed rather content to play with the coral.

Words: 509
Muse: GOOOOOD!
Tags: Typhon , Fawn
Notes: GUYS I GOT A REPLY OUT FAST! AW YEAH!

[Typhon]

Though he was ever-so-slightly annoyed to have been interrupted by not only one, but two intruders, the male showed none of that emotion upon his face. Kairos was large, and he was not hidden; there was no reason to think that he could ever have a private moment, at least not without really trying. Besides, he had been meaning to begin gathering bodies to bring with him when he invaded Valyn territory and stole their land from beneath them, meaning he would need to reach out to the other warriors of Kairos.

But these two? They were miniature females, young, and though he knew Fawn could be fierce for her size, there was no denying that the two of them would not be as useful in an overthrowing as would his sister and uncle. Regardless, he found himself thinking about it as the trio sat together, Fawn focusing on the coral and Inara apparently intent on responding to Ty and bringing his sister back into the conversation in any way she could. Strange, how she was determined to interact with both when Fawn seemed content to listen along the sidelines.

"I'd believe there was water in your ears if only the top of your head was wet," Typhon said in response to Inara's claiming to have heard wrong, one eyebrow quirked above his green eyes as he smirked at her. "I'll admit to have been speaking of something before you arrived, but as to how fun it was, well. I cannot say." Deliberately Typhon shifted his weight, taking one paw off the other and sitting up a little more, glancing from Inara to Fawn.

"I have just returned from the Agoge, and this is the first time I've seen Fawn in a few months," he continued, looking fondly at his relative, a small smile present on his muzzle. There were only vague memories that came to mind when Typhon thought of his upbringing with his various siblings and half-siblings, but he didn't remember any of them being negative when it came to this particular sister. "Fawn here didn't even recognize me at first, after how much has changed."

He paused then, turning back to the other petite female seated before him. "But enough about us. You are the stranger here, after all," he said quietly, his tone slightly more serious as the humor went out of his voice. "Odd, that neither of us have seen you around, and yet you are so incredibly comfortable, willing to walk up and insert yourself into a conversation that isn't yours." Serious though he was, there was no threatening tone, only a steady gaze that could serve to put her on edge. "Have you an explanation for interrupting us, or are you simply inept when it comes to social courtesies?"

Words || 492
Tags || Fawn, Inara
Notes || Sorry this one's kinda short, I was trying to find a way for Fawn to get more interaction but it didn't work. DX If you need me to change things I will certainly give it a try.

[Fawn]

Even if she looked spaced off into her own little world, her attention was certainly given to Inara and Typhon. Fawn learned the value of listening early on and was frankly easy to do when there so many willing to spout off on a one sided conversation. Pride worked in her favor as she could piece apart others words in silence as they boasted of themselves. Possessing such an innocent face only helped. So many dismissed her as some sweet heart little girl who obeyed the rules and all that nonsense which put together what was called an 'ideal female'. But oh how she could prove them wrong. 

She had to admit she was enjoying the exchange she was listening to. Inara had spirit, something Fawn could respect. Not many were so bold to take on a giant like that. Her eyes flickered back to the multi-hued female to watch her expression as Typhon spoke then shifted to her brother to flash a sweet smile in return, yes the picture of innocence. Let the giants show off their strength, she had power of her own. 

Typhon then changed his tone to a more serious one, causing the dappled girl to stop scratching at the coral and pay complete attention. Was he really angry or just another game? Not knowing him well enough to know for sure, Fawn readied for the worse. She didn't want things to go south, Typhon was her family so she felt a tug to join his side, but she decided she liked Inara in some odd way.

"Perhaps she was just curious about you, Ty. A handsome, big brute like you would attract a girls attention. A girl not lucky enough to call you 'brother' may desire your favor." She spoke quietly, teasing as well as testing Typhon's self confidence and pride. After all Agoge was no laughing matter and could easily puff up a boy in accomplishing it. "Social graces would dictate to treat a pretty girl with courtesy." She managed not to laugh as she spoke, how often did she throw social graces out the window?

Looking at Inara sweetly, the speckled girl tilted her head, "You are brave. That can be a double edged sword." The corner of her mouth curled up as she sat back to see what the older female would say to that.

Looking at her brother with her signature wide eyed innocent face to see what he would do with it. She hoped she didn't upset either to much but the only way to learn was to just go with it and see what happened.n

Typhon Inara

OOC: Being a bit smart aleck-y now haha

[Inara]

He was judging her size. Inara just knew it. The way he was looking her over was making her increasingly suspicious. She searched his expression for any indication that this was what was going, but finding none, continued to simmer inside anyway. Somehow she would have to prove herself to him. She already had proven herself to Kairos in general by the part she played in their most recent territorial expansion or... conquest, to put a word on it. But this wolf was too young to remember that. It was possible he had not yet even been born. Inara couldn't quite remember how long ago it had been now, but he seemed relatively young despite his enormous size.

I'd believe there was water in your ears if only the top of your head was wet

She shrugged glancing off to the side and tried to breathe in deeply without being too obvious, telling herself she was probably making the whole thing up in her head. She had never been good at reading others to begin with. She did not feel like responding to his snide remark, but he moved on relatively quickly to something she found much more interesting.

I'll admit to have been speaking of something before you arrived, but as to how fun it was, well. I cannot say

Her eyes darted back to the male's face and her ear twitched a little as she listened intently wondering if he was going to take it any farther. At least she had a foot in the door and had discovered he was not entirely unwilling to discuss it. Now, had he actually been serious as he mumbled to himself and was he willing to act on it given the right circumstances or was he simply overstating his annoyance at... something? Those were the important questions that determined how she moved forward. But before she could process a reply, he had moved on to mundane details about the other she-wolf and their relation to one another. As if Inara cared. But she tried to nod to show the appropriate attention to such a response. If nothing else, she could store the information for use in future conversations or interactions with these two or others with whom they might be associated.

His tone changed as he shifted to talking about herself, and it immediately made Inara uncomfortable. He was painting her as the outcast in this "gathering" of sorts and creating distance between them, attempting to make her feel lesser somehow, and she would have none of that.

"I am not a stranger, nor am I socially inept," she responded, with a slight fire and snappishness to her statement. "I am a loyal member of Kairos and have been for a long time." Her statement of belonging and cool gaze challenged him to speak of her that way again. She had no need to, however, as Fawn seemed to be trying to diffuse the situation in her own way.

Perhaps she was just curious about you, Ty. A handsome, big brute like you would attract a girls attention. A girl not lucky enough to call you 'brother' may desire your favor. Social graces would dictate to treat a pretty girl with courtesy.

Inara could not help but roll her eyes at the idea that she had been flirting. No, this oversized, pompous, entitled male, as she saw him, was not something she would ever be interested in. Nor was she in the habit of flirting for personal gain regardless of interest. It was not at all her style. She preferred more direct and blunt approaches to problems and was not afraid of a fight. But Fawn's last sentence made her smile smugly to herself. Yes, turn things back around on him. Make him uncomfortable. Perhaps then he would see how rude he had been.

You are brave. That can be a double edged sword.

With everything this fae said, Inara decided perhaps she had been too hasty in her previous judgement. She liked her. Possibly only because she stood up for her and complimented her, but what did that matter? Inara was sure she could develop a friendship with Fawn. Typhon she was not as sure about.

Realizing she hadn't spoken much, she opened her mouth to respond to the she-wolf. A hesitant "Thank you" escaped her lips. "I try." She cleared her throat, turned to Typhon, and continued. "So, what was it exactly you were mumbling about, then?"

Words: 766
Muse: wouldn't you like to know. >:]
Tags: Typhon, Fawn
Notes: HAPPY THANKSGIVING, GUYS!

[Typhon]

 Reluctantly Typhon pulled his somewhat intense gaze from Inara and shifted it to Fawn, softening his features as he looked at his relative. She was intending to diffuse the situation, even though it had not quite reached a critical level, and part of him despised that. Even so, she was only trying to keep things civil, and if Fawn was the one to keep everyone's spirits up and attitudes in check, so be it. No harm was done, and he let a small smile reach his lips as he nodded to her. "Compliments aside, dear Fawn, I think this wolf has no interest in my face. Nor would it matter if she did," he said, his tone lighter than it had been.

Slowly he turned back to Inara, keeping his features relaxed as he looked her over one last time. The words she said then were ice cold, and her haughty attitude was clear in the way she continued to keep her head high. Irritation burned through the male, and he lifted his front half from the ground once more so that he again towered over the two females, his immense frame looking comical next to their petite ones. Easy, Typhon, urged a voice in his head, but he was far from unleashing an angry outburst. This female was annoying, it was true, but there would be no harming her; not only would his father condemn him for daring to touch someone so much smaller than him, but Datura would not take kindly to him losing his temper either.

No, he would remain calm no matter how terribly he wanted this wolf to keep her horrendous mouth shut. However, should she continue to spout on and on about her loyalty and pretend she had any power here, he would put her in her place or he would simply leave. Typhon had no patience for such attitude, and he would deal with it only for so long. "Inara," he said quietly, his emerald gaze bearing down upon her. "You should do well to watch your tone when you speak to a descendant of the wolf you follow so loyally. But I do not need Goliath's influence on my existence to keep you from disrespecting myself and my sister when you are the one who so rudely butted your nose into our reunion."

He paused then, and glanced at Fawn for a moment before returning his steely gaze to the other canid. She had asked him a question, but he would not be telling her anything until she decided that she would be a pleasant guest instead of a cold one. "There are two options here. One is that you leave, and go bother someone else where you are unwanted," he said, his tone remaining unchanged throughout. A second or two passed in which he simply continued to stare at her, before he opened his mouth again. "The other is that you apologize for your actions, you are forgiven, and we start this meeting over as though it had not gone so poorly. I recommend you think silently about your choice before revealing it."

Silence hung when he was finished speaking, broken only by the gentle bumping of the waves against the edge of the coral. Ty had not even come close to truly losing his temper, but the insolence offered by a wolf he had never met was truly grating. Perhaps she had not meant to be so insulting, and if so, they would get along just fine once that was established. If she apologized, he saw no reason they should not begin anew and attempt a smoother conversation. But there was an equally good chance that she would do no such thing, and he did not feel like making an enemy today. "There is no reason for us to leave this place on bad terms," he said quietly, once more softening his features but refusing to smile. "Wolves of Kairos should not make enemies between themselves."

Words || 684
Tags || Fawn, Inara
Notes || Oh golly Typhon got a little uppity there.

[Fawn]

Vivid blue eyes watched the scene unfold before her. Luckily, Typhon wasn't pompous enough to accept her test as utter truth, he was more discerning than that which earned him a mark of favor from his half sister. Yet she was rewarded by a sweet string of words from Inara in acceptance of her compliment. 

Sitting back and and waiting to see what would happen next, Fawn resolved to not choose sides over a dispute she found so trivial. It was such a bore to watch them bicker over such a silly thing as one coming up and saying 'Hi' but whatever worked for them. She'd make sure it didn't come to blows but had to stay emotionally distant enough to not become a bartering chip or tie breaker.

The ultimatum from Typhon was interesting, after all what would happy of Inara chose to do neither one? How far would Ty go to prove his point? An outward sign of her lack of interest, Fawn simply looked up at the sky to watch the clouds roll by for a few minutes before she came back to earth to see how things were going between the Young strong Typhon and the older Inara who has apparently spent some time among the ranks of Kairos which had to instill some leverage in her words despite what her brother thought. "If we are unable to remain civil towards each other, Kairos will fall. Father wouldn't care to hear of disputes within the ranks. Kairos must be strong and expand it's strength. Bickering solves nothing."

In reality she wasn't speaking to either one, more like elaborating on what Typhon had said and drove the point home. To anyone looking at her, Awn seemed to be speaking to an invisible party on her left since her eyes draped over her shoulder.  Yes she knew she often struck others as an airhead or scatter brain but she had to stay busy in order to function. If one would look deep in those wide innocent eyes, they may be able to see the wheels turning as she solved puzzles in her head. The situation at hand was no puzzle.


Typhon Inara
OOC: not a very good post but I wanted to keep things moving. Sorry for the crappiness.

[Inara]

For possibly the first time in her life, Inara felt small as Typhon’s rebuke continued seemingly endlessly. She had always been small, but she had never felt small. Her spirit, she had always thought, was much greater than her small body, which almost seemed like some sort of cruel trick to her most of the time. But this time, she felt she fit her delicate frame. What had she said? Had her words in all honesty been so unwarranted or hostile? She did not think so. But she was also used to coming across more harshly than she intended. She usually only meant not to be looked over and to be given the respect due any Kairos wolf -- respect that Typhon had, in her estimation, purposefully withheld. It was shameful enough, really that he would estrange her in such a manner, but worse yet that he would verbally tear her apart for nothing more than a simple defense of herself and her position.

For the most part, Inara was willing to accept the rebuke. Her head hung, shoulders drooped, and eyes stared at her front paws, noticing yet again how small they were. She had not known of his position and his relation to the alpha. That did rather change the playing field. And she could accept that she had come across as rude. It was not unlike her. Often she unconsciously tried for that approach, believing it to be part of her identity. But what the little fae could not accept was his demand for an apology. Instantly her hackles raised.

But his advice to remain silent for a while did not seem like a bad idea. She had no idea how she wanted to respond immediately anyway. There was so much to be considered. He was larger, he was higher than she in rank and relation in the pack, he likely had the loyalty of the she-wolf with them, and if she antagonized him, she would never know what his plans were for the potential conquest she had overheard about. But was some fun worth her pride?

There is no reason for us to leave this place on bad terms. Wolves of Kairos should not make enemies between themselves.

Perhaps not. But the honour of a Kairos wolf might be. Was it possible there was a middle ground to be found here? One that let her save face that would still appeal to the male’s apparently wounded ego and demand for an apology?

In a quiet, much more gentle tone, Inara finally responded, “I am sorry. I did not realize who you were. But I do not think I have done anything wrong.” She paused, measuring his response, and glancing at Fawn to gauge her reaction, but she appeared entirely uninterested. How one could be uninterested in a potential fight was beyond Inara, but for Fawn’s sake, she attempted to end her monologue quickly. “I am sorry my words were taken so harshly, but I meant them as no slight against you. I was only defending myself.” Inara felt an overwhelming desire to continue trying to explain her side and offer a complete defense, but she was aware this would probably only make things worse, and that was certainly not necessary.

Her final words were meant to be a laying down of arms between them. As much as it grated on her to say these words, she finished, “But Fawn is right. We should not bicker.”

Pacifying others was definitely not her forte, and Inara almost felt as if she had betrayed a part of herself by giving in so easily. To be honest, she was not sure why she had. It was not normally like her to back down so easily. She wanted to know what the giant would do with it, if he would accept her compromise. Possibly it was deference to Fawn’s obvious distaste of increasingly heated replies. Inara thought it most likely that she was just itching to figure out what he had meant and see if she could be a part of it.

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Muse: Good
Tags: Typhon , Fawn
Notes: Sorry it took me so long to reply guys… things are getting busy for me with school now. I’ll do my best.

[Typhon]

When Fawn broke the silence that had been hanging after his small outburst, Typhon flicked his green eyes over to her, the rest of his body remaining still. She was only trying to diffuse the situation, which seemed unlike her; perhaps she was growing fond of Inara and wished to see the trio getting along, rather than Typhon driving the older female away. Regardless, he was torn between being annoyed and being thankful for her. His half-sister was a blessing, it was true, but he could not make his point if she was attempting to undermine him. And he was very much trying to make a point; Inara may be loyal to Kairos, and she may have earned Goliath's respect, but Ty was not privy to that, and she clearly was not as important as she thought if he had never heard of her.

Since he refused to speak any longer, the young male was grateful when Inara shifted herself, adopting a very much ashamed and almost fearful posture as her entire body seemed to, somehow, shrink even smaller. She became a pup being reprimanded by her parent before him, and it took everything the wolf had not to blink in surprise and change his own expression. Typhon knew how intimidating he was, even if one did not account for his size, but he never expected an experienced wolf to nearly tremble before him. The effect was slightly ruined when the fur along her back raised momentarily, but clearly she was able to stifle whatever hostile response she immediately jumped to. Perhaps it was instinct.

Words flowed gently from her mouth, ones that were somehow begging forgiveness while showing that she was not eager to stand down. In truth, she had not disrespected him so much that she needed to grovel at his feet; she was merely a mosquito, rather than a truly obnoxious pest, and his temper had flared perhaps more than was necessary. It had, however, served its purpose and given Inara some perspective. Older she may be, but she would never be a match for the giant that he had grown into.

"I understand your desire to prove yourself," he said in a tone that matched hers for softness--no easy feat for a wolf far outweighing most. "But words mean little in a land like this. I have no doubt, after meeting you, that you are fierce enough to have proven loyal to Kairos. But you must forgive me for not taking your word for it." A pause, then the smallest hint of a smile danced in Typhon's eyes. "I do not blame you for your actions, truly."

It was not quite forgiveness, but it was clear from the way his body relaxed and his demeanor shifted that the male would hold no grudge against her. Finally he turned his head to glance fully at his half-sibling, his smile showing at last. "Thank you, Fawn, for being stoic as always. Clearly you are a better wolf than I, and I trust your judgement." It was with fondness that he spoke, in his own way asking her forgiveness as well, though he did not--and likely would not--actually ask.

"Bickering is one thing, hostility is another. But you are right; we should avoid creating more strife between pack mates," he said, nodding at Inara as he settled back down to the coral, becoming comfortable once more. "I suppose that I owe you for my outburst, hmm? An explanation for why I jumped straight to the defensive." He took a deep breath, blew it out, and grinned widely, a devilish sparkle in his eyes.

"I'm planning a bit of a territory remodel," Typhon said quietly, though his voice would not carry far over the coral and the shore was much too far for the waves to bring it over. "Kal'dyne, the land on the other half of the island where the Agoge was held, is full of potential. But the females who run it have not properly taken advantage of such beautiful scenery. I plan to bring a select few wolves with me to take it forcibly from them. They do not deserve to hold it."

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Tags || Inara, @fawn
Notes || Glad we can finally get this rolling again! It'll be kinda weird to be happening after the conquest but that's okay. x)

[Fawn]

As words were exchanged from everyone but herself, the dappled girl listened closely yet let her face remain turned away to seem careless of everything around her. She was glad that the heavy silence had finally ended and even took a turn for the better it seemed. Inara had calmed and even apologized, her fiery temperament had changed so drastically it caused the youngest of the trio to look back at the eldest. Tilting her head ever so slightly at the transformation, Fawn continued to listen to the exchange carefully. 

Her name was spoken by both and she bowed her head to each. In turn in silent acknowledgement. She was used as an example of one being in the right and had no need to apologize to anyone. Typhon's words of admiration caught her off guard and her gaze snapped over to him with surprise etched in her gaze. Never would she expect one of the giants to say anything like that of her. She smiled affectionately at him, "Everyone has their strengths, dear brother." Without directly saying 'thank you' the little female expressed her gratitude in humble way to hide the elation she felt inside at hearing such commendation. 

She smirked at Inara, not in smugness but in acknowledgement that the daughter of Goliath spoke truthfully, they all had something to offer. 

Typhon's plan intrigued her to say the least. It promised adventure, something she craved endlessly. "Am I too bold to assume you mean to have us tag along?" She hoped she was right, there was an immediate desire to be able to go along. "A brain like mine and spirit like hers could come in handy." She tried to sound off-handed but she could even hear the eagerness in ever voice. Generally such a good actress, Fawn faltered in her desires.


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OOC: still fun.