06-01-2019, 02:30 PM
Honesty, something to be valued, cherished. In such a climate like this- to such a beast as Argus. It was something suspicious, something made by either the naive or the cunning. After all, what hid a lie better than a good truth? Maybe they were earnests, but it was hard to tell, impossible even to some. Argus knows some who crown themselves kind of lies and trauma - who tells lies by weaving only half truths.
But this ignorance to Goldie's last acts against the pitt - painted a clearer picture. "so which do you claim loyalty to, your sister or the rest of your family in the typhoon?" They are persistent, their tone suddenly sharper. Attempting to aid them if nothing else. Cut ties with the typhoon - if you come here. Goldie will proclaim you a traitor but you may be safer here then, Argus has yet to be under suspect. Not that goldie has aided them in keeping their past loyalties under wraps.
"The good captain has made a made a line in the sand and crossed it herself. Our home burns because of it. Tell me- did the good captain know your sister lived here when she took flame to the jungle?" The wolf lets the tension bleed into their form, the white wolf towering over the fine once now looms menacingly. Just as quickly as argus pulls their anger, they release it. In a breath all the fur lies back, their agression bleeding away into something relaxed. Aware. Red eyes bore into the child - because surly this is a child, playing in a very dangerous game they had no idea they were walking to.
"It would be wise to leave now, hide your scent. Come back without it. For both you and your sister - it's safer" The wolf mutters their eyes drifting from the small child's to the rest of the clan's terrain- barren of others for the moment. "We are still slavers. Even reformed, we are not above using you both as leverage if the need arises" The wolf nods. "if you truly wish to see your sister safe."