YOU DON'T NEED POLTERGEISTS FOR SIDEKICKS / o, leaving

[madster]

malphas had mixed feelings towards beck. of course, malphas had this undying loyalty to the leader, so he had to respect beck on a certain level, but... they had never really fostered a meaningful connection, and malphas was left wanting more. he could understand why he'd leave though- he didn't exactly have the best reputation in the clan now, after the whole roseblood debate. he padded up to stand besides vigenere, shifting his weight.

he wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was angry. vigenere could probably tell- at the realization beck had just gotten up and left, his demeanor changed. he clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes. he wasn't disappointed- he was mad. what a leader, he thought. leave when things got tough. his crimson gaze shifted over to morgan. morgan was their future now, and hopefully when it got hard morgan wouldn't just run away. he hoped so, at least. "well, that's over, i guess," the medic mused idly, trying to hide his anger. beck betrayed tanglewood, the clan he had founded himself. how terrible.