04-09-2020, 01:56 AM
[glow=white,1,400]BUT THEY'VE WRITTEN MY NAME IN THE STARS. I'VE DEALT WITH GREED AND SCARS !｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
"She's a savage. She comes from them, bred like them, lives like them."
A savage? The words settled and rung throughout his mind, he could feel his once subsided rage returning only to feel something burning at the back of his throat did he frown deeply at his cousin. "She isn't a savage. She'll never be like them, she's fucking different. How isn't any of this going through your thick fucking head?" He spat out angrily, Brandy's mother might have been the demigoddess of raging storms but that didn't startle the draconic cub much. He didn't need any form of godlike heritage to be as angry as he was right now, his muzzle scrunched up unable to subdue the anger any further with each and every word that Brandykit spoke. His throat burning, it was unfamiliar but he thought nothing of it as he would listen closely only to say with a low growl "Facts? When was it? Was it while Kydobi was put into power? Or before?" He would hiss through gritted teeth "Facts my fuckin ass. That's just an opinion... One that's been drilled into your stupid coconut mug." He finished in a rather heated manner, his tail lashing behind his tail and moving the sand beneath him. An opinion. That's all it was, Trygve would never admit it but he knew that the Pitt was trying to change and well... After the burning incident, he hadn't really helped them with that. He had damaged their chances.
"I can't believe you anymore. Go live with those snakes."
His heterochromatic gaze locked onto Brandykit, so, it had been Sam that had told Brandykit about the Pitt? His tufted ears moved forward a bit only to twitch slightly, he wouldn't be able to move Brandykit from what he now believed yet it hurt. Hearing the other tell him to go live with the Pitt and calling them snakes, a frown etched onto his maw. "A Roux can never be a Pittian," He finally decided to say and glared at his cousin with a cold look despite how the flames burned from within aching to be released, a few small wisp of flames slipping from his slightly parted maw and danced across his lips. His throat was horribly dry at this point and the feeling of fire lapping at his insides started to hurt only to blink his eyes once "Unless, you think otherwise... Am I not a Roux, Brandy? Am I not family for this mere infatuation?" He took bold steps forward until he was only a few inches away from his cousin, his body tense.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
A savage? The words settled and rung throughout his mind, he could feel his once subsided rage returning only to feel something burning at the back of his throat did he frown deeply at his cousin. "She isn't a savage. She'll never be like them, she's fucking different. How isn't any of this going through your thick fucking head?" He spat out angrily, Brandy's mother might have been the demigoddess of raging storms but that didn't startle the draconic cub much. He didn't need any form of godlike heritage to be as angry as he was right now, his muzzle scrunched up unable to subdue the anger any further with each and every word that Brandykit spoke. His throat burning, it was unfamiliar but he thought nothing of it as he would listen closely only to say with a low growl "Facts? When was it? Was it while Kydobi was put into power? Or before?" He would hiss through gritted teeth "Facts my fuckin ass. That's just an opinion... One that's been drilled into your stupid coconut mug." He finished in a rather heated manner, his tail lashing behind his tail and moving the sand beneath him. An opinion. That's all it was, Trygve would never admit it but he knew that the Pitt was trying to change and well... After the burning incident, he hadn't really helped them with that. He had damaged their chances.
"I can't believe you anymore. Go live with those snakes."
His heterochromatic gaze locked onto Brandykit, so, it had been Sam that had told Brandykit about the Pitt? His tufted ears moved forward a bit only to twitch slightly, he wouldn't be able to move Brandykit from what he now believed yet it hurt. Hearing the other tell him to go live with the Pitt and calling them snakes, a frown etched onto his maw. "A Roux can never be a Pittian," He finally decided to say and glared at his cousin with a cold look despite how the flames burned from within aching to be released, a few small wisp of flames slipping from his slightly parted maw and danced across his lips. His throat was horribly dry at this point and the feeling of fire lapping at his insides started to hurt only to blink his eyes once "Unless, you think otherwise... Am I not a Roux, Brandy? Am I not family for this mere infatuation?" He took bold steps forward until he was only a few inches away from his cousin, his body tense.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]