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He kept fancying that Ivan was absorbed in something — something inward and important — that he was striving toward some goal, perhaps very hard to attain.
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He kept fancying that Ivan was absorbed in something — something inward and important — that he was striving toward some goal, perhaps very hard to attain.
— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
To be told that something he knew quite obviously to be a fact was not true at all struck a high-strung cord in little Ivan's heart. It was becoming all too apparent now that people had different principles, but he never would have thought it was be something as basic as a color. Moral principles differed, he didn't have to walk far enough to see that some Tanglers had no issue with taking over the lives of other animals, but color, color!
The fact that it was another child who was doing this didn't help the situation at all. Ivan's nose twitched and his lips curled a bit over his gums, not wanting to be bested. Relations be damned, though Ivan had absolutely no idea that these cubs were distantly related to him, some sort of cousin. Ivan usually clashed with Atticus' outward personality and it would seem that the Typhoon cub would be no different.
Ivan looked Trygve dead in the eyes and emphatically stated, "It's. Blue."
Then Aurum showed up and the atmosphere began to shift. The young black cat didn't wilt, but in fact felt a bit more empowered with the proxy backing them. He was no stranger to Aurum's intimidating presence, he was well aware that a few of his siblings — including himself for a brief moment — had been nervous about his size. Eulia's response didn't shock him, but it did make Ivan resolve to try to be a bit more gentle considering the circumstance. Oh, it was difficult, he wouldn't lie.
His skinny frame trembling with tension, Ivan found the guts to speak up again. "Alright, what's your names?"
The fact that it was another child who was doing this didn't help the situation at all. Ivan's nose twitched and his lips curled a bit over his gums, not wanting to be bested. Relations be damned, though Ivan had absolutely no idea that these cubs were distantly related to him, some sort of cousin. Ivan usually clashed with Atticus' outward personality and it would seem that the Typhoon cub would be no different.
Ivan looked Trygve dead in the eyes and emphatically stated, "It's. Blue."
Then Aurum showed up and the atmosphere began to shift. The young black cat didn't wilt, but in fact felt a bit more empowered with the proxy backing them. He was no stranger to Aurum's intimidating presence, he was well aware that a few of his siblings — including himself for a brief moment — had been nervous about his size. Eulia's response didn't shock him, but it did make Ivan resolve to try to be a bit more gentle considering the circumstance. Oh, it was difficult, he wouldn't lie.
His skinny frame trembling with tension, Ivan found the guts to speak up again. "Alright, what's your names?"