Winter Nights (Sasha/Open)

[Yang]

It was still strange being here but the security and acceptance found within Othala was unlike anything Yang had experienced before. He wished to learn all he could which meant tearing himself from Yin's side and going out amongst them. She would be safe alone but it felt awkward not having her shadow his movements. His protective nature tugged at him but he had to ignore it although it hadn't improved his mood, he knew he could easily become terse. Hopefully he would keep himself together and not make a packful of enemies because he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

A ghost in the dying sunlight, one twin trotted in an aimless course, trying to find someone to meet up with. Willing himself to be pleasant as possible, he even started rehearsing several greetings to try and be as kind and smooth as possible. He was used to relying on his buffer also known as Yin, he felt even more at a loss. There was also the chance he'd meet up with one who was just as tactless as he was but that seemed a narrow hope from what he has heard so far.

For now it seemed his venture was a hollow one, having seen no one yet he began to wonder if he should turn back and try again when there was more activity in the pack. He'd be happy to return to Yin after all. It was becoming her time of day when the moon would rise and toss her silvery blanket over all. She seemed happier then, even avoiding direct sunlight if she could while he bathed in it. Odd for twins to be so close yet so opposite of each other. Well. Odd for others, perfectly natural for them.

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[attr="class","pltxt"]The night was slowly starting to settle over the lands, the moon starting her rise into the sky to rest with the stars. How grand the moon was, watching over all of the wolves on the island of Anikira while the darkness took over. But the moon lit the way of the wolves. They were not in complete darkness as they roamed or slept or hunted or swam. Whatever the wolves did at night, the moon was there to light the way. Just as the sun was there come morning to provide much more light for all. Sasha really didn't prefer night or day over the other. It was all the same to her. She just slept when she got tired and found something else to do when she wasn't tired. Many wolves had been joining Othala lately, and so her mother was fairly busy with her duties as alpha of the pack. Accepting members, making sure everyone was still doing alright, etc.. So Sasha found herself having to entertain herself while she roamed the pack's lands. She had no siblings or other pups to play with, so she found herself talking to herself a lot or practicing her hunting or just laying around bored.

She was in her awkward stage of life, having had her legs grow far to fast for her body. Height wise, she was getting close to fully grown, but her body still looked like a puppy, and she had very little awareness of where her body was most of the time. Running was a big challenge, and she often found herself tripping and falling over the dumbest things... Like a small dip in the ground... Or even just flat ground. She was quite clumsy for the time being, and she was definitely not the gorgeous little pup that she had been several months ago. You could say she was cute, but in that awkward puppy sort of way. Sasha sighed as she trotted along, having no particular destination. She was a roamer in her own home, having nothing better to do than wander around the lands. It was then that her ears caught the sounds of someone coming closer to her. She stopped dead in her tracks and gave a small warning growl. She knew that she shouldn't be so aggressive, but she wasn't sure if the other belonged here or not. She caught a glimpse of his white fur, and she flattened her ears, thinking. She didn't remember all of the wolves in the pack, so she couldn't remember if she knew this one or not. "Halt! Who goes there?" She barked out, hoping the wolf was friend and not foe.

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OOC: <3
Words: 460
Muse: Fair
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Tags: Yang

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[Yang]

Well nothing seemed to be happening, so he turned around and  made to return to his sister. It's where he wanted to be anyway so perhaps he didn't exercise the proper amount of patience in his endeavor but that was Simply a detail at this point.

Halt! Who goes there?

He stopped at the sound, obeying the order simply because he didn't know who it was and the voice took him by surprise. Upon closer consideration he realized the voice was not even from an adult. Turning his black marked face towards the sound he smirked. "You have spirit. That's good." He praised dryly, "Yang is my name. Who are you?" Guessing this little wolf would challenge his presence, Yang spoke hopefully to cut off such doubts, "We are here with permission. We are members of Othala so there is no need for concern." Was she concerned or just out to prove herself? Bright green orbs took in her gangly form without much expression. 

He didn't even know what to with her now. What could he possibly have in common with a half grown female? Should he leave and seek other wolves to get his bearings? That idea seemed rather hollow, after all she was the only living creature he had come across tonight so he might as well just see what she was like.

"Tell me about yourself, youngster?" He asked rather than commanded, he was rather new and held little to now seniority here to be giving anyone orders. Trying to be polite was difficult without Yin's gentle touch to soothe his inner flame. But he was trying surely that gave him high marks somewhere. 

He didn't sit or relax, he couldn't. It was strange to communicate with someone without being bashed or called possessed simply because Yin and himself were in tune. Would this young wolf follow such a path or actually see him as a real wolf.

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[Sasha]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Sasha hated intruders almost as much as she hated traitors... Although she was a bit of a hypocrite considering she had technically become a traitor to Kairos since she had run away with her mother. But she had had no choice! She would have died in Kairos without her mother there. Either they would have killed her, or she would have found no way to eat without her mother there to help her. Even still, she was learning how to hunt. She wasn't very good at it, but she tried hard to learn from her mother whenever she had time to teach the young pup. Sasha knew that it had to be hard to have duties as alpha and also have a pup, but she still wished that Kiva had more time for her. She was around her a lot, sure, but she missed her being around all the time. And so she found ways to entertain herself... Like confronting this male. She surely hoped he was a friend of the pack and not an enemy, for though she tried to be mighty, she was a poor fighter and definitely wouldn't be able to fight him off.

The pup perked her ears at the male's words, tilting her head slightly. Yang... While the name seemed familiar, Sasha assumed that it was probably some plant or animal that she had heard about in one of her mother's stories. She was just about to reply with some sassy comment about how he shouldn't trespass when he spoke again. He caught her attention this time, and she looked around for a moment before looking back at him, completely forgetting that he had asked who she was. "We? There only seems to be one of you," she replied, glancing behind him to make sure there was no one hiding back there either. Perhaps she was losing her vision already, but she was certain that she only saw one of him. At his next words, Sasha pinned her ears and growled, watching him closely. "I'm not that much younger than you, and I could definitely take you in a fight, so don't condescend me," she growled before standing tall with her head held high. "My name is Sasha. I am a princess, you know. Princess Sasha. The Aesir is my mother. One day, I'll be Aesir and you'll have to follow my orders." She answered his question plainly, and while she knew that she probably couldn't beat him in a fight, she was still going to threaten him because she didn't like being put below anyone. In Sasha's mind, calling her a youngster made her feel young and useless which she definitely didn't want to be.

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OOC: She reminds me of Simba in this post XD
Words: 478
Muse: Fair
Notes: Thank you to Luna for making me this beautiful table!
Tags: Yang

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[Yang]

He felt so awkward now, she probably wouldn't understand the bond between him and his sister. He wasn't a single being, they felt like two halves of a whole, but how could he explain it so she wouldn't think he was a freak like nearly everyone else they have met? Even now she looked confused, he could see her glance here and there searching for this mysterious other. "My sister and I joined at the same time. Usually we are together, so it's just a habit to say 'we' instead of 'I' most of the time." There that seemed a safe answer, hopefully it would suffice for the silver female he conversed with.

Then politeness went out the door as she began to puff herself up and reprimand him. He begged inside of himself for Yin to appear before he did something stupid but his volatile temper began to choke out any thought of her. All that was left was the focus on the impudence of Sasha. How could she be an Aesir with a mouth like that? Kiva had seemed so kind hearted yet her daughter was a spoiled 'princess' what a contrast. Perhaps he should teach her a lesson.

"You shall be the ruin of Othala. A spoiled mind and waspish tongue will be your undoing, brat!" His growl rumbled in his chest, octaves below hers and his fur bristled, "Never would I take orders from such a whelp. You shame your mother!" 

He should have stayed with Yin in their den. If things had gone much further they would surely homeless once Kiva heard what went down here. Her daughter would be safe of course, she wouldn't punish her own blood too harshly if at all. But Yin and Yang knew to well what it was like to be sided against. 

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Notes: he is a nice guy....with anger issues......sorry 
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[Sazio]

It was true that he didn't often interfere with the workings of the pack, but as the alphess's personal guardian he was also obligated to look after her offspring until they reached full maturity and took their proper place within the pack. As burdensome as it was the low growl and bristling coat of the white male towards the "princess" could not be ignored. And so with a silent inward sigh the Shinobi revealed his presence to the pair, simply appearing where before there had been no sign of another observer.

There was a bark if dry laughter that echoed from the darken cavern to the pair's right, a set of emerald gems glittered brilliantly as they rested on the pair of younglings. Still despite the laughter those eyes were cold and hard as the stone they took after. Moving forward on completely silent paws the white wolf splashed with ebony stepped into view eyeing the white male facing off against the silvered female. Amusement brought about a chilling smile as he came to a silent stop lowering his rump to the earth. Once settled the alabaster and ebony wolf was motionless, except for the occasional tip of that cranium in one or the others direction.

Jaws part to allow the low whispers rumble of his voice free from the dark confines of his throat. "Its a bit late in the day to be posturing, don't you think? Princess...Yang."

Few knew anything beyond his name and face, but he in turn knew quite a bit about each member of the Othala pack. It was his job to observe, guard, and watch over the members, of course he was assigned to the Alphess, but only an ill trained or lazy guardian focused only on the one he guards. To many times in his life had he watched from the shadows as organization, families, and friends were torn apart from the inside rather then someone from the outside.



Word Count: 327
Tags: Yang / Sasha / Open
Muse: Epic!!
Notes: Peek-a-boo!!

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Sasha listened to the male as he explained the situation with his sister. She was still getting used to seeing all of these new faces around the pack, and she wished that she would get introduced to them immediately. Unfortunately, Kiva had very little time to spare and Sasha was hardly ever around when she did have some free time. It was just bad scheduling on both of their parts. Besides that, there were so many wolves joining all at the same time, and Sasha was fairly certain that there would be no way that Kiva would be able to introduce her to all of them individually. There were just too many and not enough time. So Sasha had to find them on her own. Unfortunately, that meant approaching them with hostility at first because she assumed they were some kind of intruder into her mother's lands. It was partially a shame that she always saw the worst in others, but she guessed that it might save either her or her mother's life one day. To always assume the worst meant that you were ready for a fight should one happen.

As soon as the young wolf boasted about being a princess, however, Yang suddenly became... Well... Mean was the only word she could think of to describe it. His words made her flinch back, lowering her ears and head as she tucked her tail between her legs, looking up at him. If the male had said anything else, perhaps Sasha would have spit venom right back at him... But it was the fact that he declared she was shaming her mother that made the young pup take a step back. She didn't know what to say or how to respond. She was mortified that he had said something so harsh when, in her mind, she had not really done much to him. “I...” She didn't get to finish before a laugh erupted from the cavern nearby. Yelping, the pup jumped away from it, turning to face the cavern as the ebony and ivory male emerged to face them. Sazio. Sasha knew very little of the older wolf other than the fact that he was Kiva's personal guard. As stated before, she knew very little of many of the members in Othala... Something that would need to change if she were to actually become the heir.

Sazio's words reached Sasha, and she glanced over at Yang. She still couldn't believe that he had said such horrid things to her. Surely her mother wouldn't allow such a being to enter into their family. Sasha wondered if she should tell her mother what she had found out about the male, but after the recent encounter with Eidus, she didn't know that her mother would actually believe her, and if she did, Sasha assumed that she would just take Yang's side and punish Sasha for being rude. Who would believe a pup anyway? “How long have you been there, Sazio?” She asked, turning her gaze upon the green eyed beast before her.

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OOC: <3
Words: 561
Muse: Fair
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[Yang]

The pride he saw in her seconds ago was gone in a flash and replaced by such a hurt look that he couldn't believe they were the same wolf. His temper flared so quickly he didn't think of what he said, he was so quick to take offense from anyone, even a pup. Surely he was the monster now. Taking a girls words far to seriously and dialing up the drama from one to ten in the time you could blink. Maybe joining this pack was a bad idea. After all what would happen know that he offended the daughter of the very wolf who opened her him to them? With a sinking heart at having failed his sister, Yang could only stare back at Sasha with the dawning realization of how awful he must seem now.

A laugh broke his train of thought and green eyes swerved in his skull to pick up the form of someone she seemed to know. Body guard most likely. A princess was a precious thing in a growing pack and probably was under someone's protection to ensure her safety from unpredictable wolves...like himself. 

It was no surprise to him that this one called Sazio called him by name, after there was no telling how long he had been watching and could have easily over heard the brief yet heated match between them. He should apologize, but the words were frozen in his throat. He was still angry but Now it was just aimed differently. Taking deep breaths to attempt to regain control of himself, Yang let himself fall silent. Let the girl talk, let her say he was a monster and plead for his hide to be brought to her. 

Sadness lay deep in the Emerald eyes. Yin was comfortably on her own and he was out waging war with a pup. How pathetic! 

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Tags: Sazio  Sasha
Notes: Someone had issues.
Muse: Pretty good

[Sazio]

The grin that rested at the brutes mew never reached the chilling cold of those emerald eyes that drifted from the now subdued pup to the silent male. He chose not answer Sasha's inquiry directly instead he answered her in his typical round about way. The low whispering vocals wound their way about the senses, an effect only enhanced by the cavern in which they stood. "A Shame it is to boast of one's position, little Princess, but a shame to your mother? Certainly not, you are but a pup still learning. Such mistakes are easily forgiven, so long as you learn from them." There was a gentleness as he spoke to her that was reserved solely for the young. A balance of scolding and encouragement is what formed a good and sound foundation for a pup still in their learning stages. But the deadpan emotionless visage returned as they shifted toward the male. "Yang...to verbally attack a youngling shows weakness, unbecoming of a strong protective male such as yourself. A biting temper can be a formidable tool if used appropriately. Learn to control your tongue and your temper, only then will you truly be a benefit to your twin, and your pack."

The Shinobi peered down his muzzle at the pair. "We are all of the same clan..." It wasn't his place or his job to be mediator, but conflict cause problems. And problems grew bigger over time if they were not resolved in a timely fashion. Unresolved issues cause strife that could be corrupted and infiltrated allowing sabotage and destruction from within. It had been a tactic he and Aterui had used often when needing to bring down a whole organization rather then a single individual.

Falling silent, he would settle back to simply observing the pair with an unreadable expression. The depths of those spring kissed eyes held the frozen ice of winter giving him a rather unapproachable feel while he simply continued to watch Sasha and Yangs interaction with one another.




Word Count: 335
Tags: Yang / Sasha / Open
Muse: Epic!!
Notes: Scoldings.. -.-

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[attr="class","pltxt"]While Sasha could be a bit of a hot head at times, she did still have feelings, and she was still a pup. Things upset her easily because she saw the world through eyes that had yet to mature. She hadn't been exposed to the many different aspects of the world, one of which being someone telling her she was unfit to be whatever she wanted to be. In her small mind, she could be whatever she wanted, and if she wanted to be Aesir, then she would be Aesir. Besides that, she was the only child of Kiva, so she would eventually have to be named as heir. And if not, she might be more than a little hurt. But somewhere in the back of her mind, Sasha knew that she couldn't be a leader. She didn't have the calm and composure that her mother did. She didn't have any patience... In all honesty, she didn't share many -if any- characteristics with her mother. She had always longed to be as kind and independent as her mother, but the truth was that Sasha had Kairos in her blood. She contained the violence and hot headedness that was so present throughout the Kairos wolves. And the most disappointing thing... She wasn't sure that she would ever be able to shake those characteristics. It would be the reason she failed to become Aesir... Or, if she did become Aesir, it would be the fall of Othala.

Sasha lowered her eyes as she listened to Sazio scold her for boasting. She hadn't really meant to... Well... She had, but she hadn't meant for it to get so out of hand. She had expected a simple roll of the eyes and some snippy comment like everyone else gave her. The truth was, though, that Yang had spoken the truth that everyone else was too afraid to say. Sasha gently scooted her haunches underneath her and sat down, head still hanging low. "No, Sazio... He's right. I'll never be the Aesir my mother is. Besides, don't scold him for speaking his mind... Everyone has a voice here... At least, I think that's what mother would want." She said, shrugging slightly. She wouldn't tell her mother about this encounter... Or rather, if she did, she would just mention that she met Yang. She wouldn't go into detail about the brief exchange of slightly heated words. Yang didn't need that. He needed a pack to reside within, and that was what Othala was doing for him. "I'm sorry for upsetting you, Yang... I seem to do that a lot... Even mama gets mad at me for the things I say... Most of the time, I don't get it." She said softly, sighing and glancing up at the two males before looking down at the ground again. Really, she hadn't meant to upset anyone. Sometimes she just got carried away with her words.

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OOC: <3
Words: 516
Muse: Fair
Notes: Thank you to Luna for making this fabulous table <3
Tags: Yang @sazio

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[Yang]

He waited for the words to come from the young female but instead a different voice spoke. That of the male piped up and offered counsel to both of them. He hated to admit this stranger was right, he was wrong in his actions but then again he knew that as soon as he saw her face crumble. 

Was there a way he could remedy his actions? He wasn't sure.

"I'm well aware my tongue holds fire -" Stopping suddenly before he said even more, actually slipping his tongue between his teeth and pinching it before he said any more. He wanted to be angry at Sazio, self-control was obviously not a virtue of his. But he was on the fast track to making enemies of all in the pack if he didn't watch it. He was such a loose cannon without her!

Then the heir to the pack spoke the most surprising words. She sided with Yang in an indirect manner which only made him feel more guilty. the spirit of a youngster was so fragile and his tempest shattered it. He knew he should say something encouraging but what? Certainly not something he made a practice of with anyone beside Yin. Another fault to add onto his list of failures.

Deep breaths bought him time to try and form some sense to his thoughts. "Miss Sasha. I do apologize for what I said and the manner in which it was spoken. I cant imagine the pressure you must feel to live up to your station." He wished to say something that would reinforce her confidence but only having his own unpleasant history to work with he was out of his depth here. Sazio did say she had much to learn before she would reach that station, Yang knew he had much to learn before he would be a exemplary member of the pack.

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Tags: Sasha Sazio
Notes: Sorry this si awful

Muse: its there...kinda

[Sazio]

The first thing that slipped from the elder brute as Sasha's words was a snort. This sound of mild annoyance was only enhanced by the fact that he pushed himself to his paws. The sleek motion wasn't so much as graceful as it was precise, it wasn't difficult to picture him as a killer. But none, not even the alphess knew how true that impression was. Stepping forward he lifted his head to stare down at the pup, the chill in his gaze soften for just an instant before returning to their frozen state as he spoke. "Of course you will never be the Aesir your mother is, koishii, that would mean you are her mirror image instead of your own wolf. Your mother plays to her strengths and compensates for her weaknesses. You must learn to do the same, find the balance within yourself to become the best wolf you can become." He once more settled back into a relaxed seated position. A dark ash dusted auds twisted to catch the white brutes words half bitten off. A smile twisted across his muzzle though it never reached the tundra of that emerald gaze as it swung in his direction. Sazio knew without a shred of doubt that the male was angry at him, but he held his tongue, literally. A wise course of action, and it was that action that gave proof the brute was able to learn from his mistakes, and perhaps with practice he'd be able to channel that wayward fiery side of his tongue and attitude into something useful to himself. Approval shone in those green depths as he observed Yang's apology as well as Sasha's.

Now that tempers were cooled, it was the usual time for the Gardail to slip back into the shadows from which he came. Intruding upon another's conversation wasn't generally his way. That aside most within Othala felt uncomfortable in his presence, not very surprising considering he was a stranger to all, even the Alphess herself, never mind Eidus who had yet to even cross paths with the ivory and shadowed Shinobi. It was with this thought that he stood once more.



Word Count: 362
Tags: Yang / Sasha / Open
Muse: Epic!!
Notes: He can leave now if you want, or if y'all want him to stay then let him know.

[Sasha]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Sasha hated being scolded for anything that she did, but it seemed to be happening more and more recently. With all that was happening inside the pack, she supposed that there must have been more chances for her to get in trouble, especially because of her mouth. She was still a pup and had very little filter when it came to what she should and should not say to others. She bragged a lot about the fact that she would one day be Aesir, but now that Yang had practically spit venom at her, she was unsure that that was a very smart idea. She was slowly starting to realize that some things that she might say would offend other wolves and make them angry, just like she had made Yang angry. She hoped that he wouldn't stay angry with her, though... That had not been her intent. Really, she often disliked when other wolves were not happy with her. It made her feel like she had done something wrong. Of course... She did say something that she shouldn't have, but as Sazio had stated, she was still learning, and would continue to learn for the next year of her life. In another year, she would be two years of age, and by that time, she should know when to bite her tongue. But that was still a long way off, and even once she reached the age of two, it was questionable if she was going to have learned when to just shut up.

Her gaze slowly lifted to the two males, her head still hanging low. She listened to Sazio speak, and she gave a small nod, thinking over his words. Perhaps he was right, but she was getting to the point in her life where she wasn't sure if she would ever be able to 'compensate for her weaknesses'... Or even 'play to her strengths' for that matter. In her mind, she had no strengths... Aside from raising hell for everyone else. She wasn't the best hunter, nor was she really the best fighter. She was intelligent, sure, but only with the makings of the world... Like when her mother assumed an intruder had killed a deer in Othala territory, Sasha had been the one to point out that the deer had died of natural causes. She was extremely intelligent for how young she was, but what good did intelligence do when you could neither fight nor hunt? Sighing, Sasha nodded as she heard Yang's apology. "It's my fault... I'm not even really the heir yet... For all I know, someone else could take the spot... And, to be honest, I wouldn't mind if they did. Like you said, I would ruin this pack and everything my mother has built," she said softly, glancing up at Yang. She truly believed, on the inside, that she would never be able to handle the position of Aesir. Just the thought made her want to run. She didn't have the courage her strength, and she was too hot headed for anyone to want to follow under her.

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OOC: <3
Words: 532
Muse: Fair
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[Yang]

He waited as Sazio counseled the youth. It was obvious that he had a much better handle of things than Yang, who wasn't to proud to admit it. That didn't mean that he wasn't upset. This smooth male seemed to act like he had life figured out while the rest floundered about. Rather presumptuous. But once again Yang held his tongue, his temper having gotten him in enough trouble the way it is for the night. 

There was still the issue of Sasha who was apparently more fragile than she liked to let on. But that should have been obvious. Being the Alphas daughter would be a place any pup would be proud to call theirs, at least that is what he thought. But when she said she may not even be Alpha on day, it caused Yang's brow to crease. "Am I wrong in assuming Alphas pass onto the eldest living child? That's a place I don't see how someone could take it from you." He showed his ignorance here, despite growing up in a pack Yang couldn't really recall much of the hierarchy there. He was too busy protecting Yin from the abuse most of their birth pack saw as a suitable pastime for them. 

She didn't seem to take Sazios words to heart, now she appeared to be broken in spirit. And it was completely his fault. "What are your good qualities?" He asked, trying to turn the attention off of his flare up and her prideful beginnings. Now that it was out of the way maybe he could try to boost her up again. "You can't blame having a mouth like yours as a horrid quirk to ruin you for being a leader one day. Mine is worse, I know that. Having a spirit like that can be a useful tool." When used correctly, but he didn't want to start sounding like the ghostly body guard over there. 

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Words: 332
Tags: Avariella @sazio
Notes: trying to be a nice guy ^^
Muse: fair

[Sazio]

The older brute simply remained silent, keeping his disappointment in the fragile creature tightly hidden beneath that expressionless mask. The youth of this land were weak willed sniveling things. It didn't help that most the youths he'd interacted were candidates for the same training he himself endured. As such their wills, demeanors, their very essences were built of stone. So when he crossed paths with something that was so unsure of themselves the disgust would churn deep inside. Though he would be the first to admit with that temper of hers, there was potential there for strength. Perhaps all she needed was to be shown the path and taught how to walk it, for it was obvious that she was not receiving enough training to be confident in her own skills.

Turning away from the silver brushed pup he would drift soundlessly past the white hues brute pausing for only a heartbeat or two to murmur a few words low enough that the other would not hear. From his observation of the sister, and this one he could easily see how Yang was the protective one. One might even argue he was over protective, which in most cases would be departmental to the others growth. But in this instance that protective nature may give the socially awkward temper driven brute a stable ground in which to proceed. "You tended your sister in her youth I assume, consoled and boosted her spirits when needed? Take the same approach with Sasha, she is far beyond simply fragile." Sazio was very much aware that the male would likely not welcome the advice, not that he cared really either way. If the beast listened then he may learn something from the experience, if he chose not to...well that would fall upon his head.

The chilly shards of brilliant spring twisted back over his shoulder towards Sasha. "We will meet again, koishii" With that the ebony touched ivory brute slipped back into the shadows from where he came, a ghostly presence that vanished as if had never been there.



Word Count: 354
Tags: Sasha, Yang
Muse: <3 Sazio muse bwahaha
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