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— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
Ivan took in a deep breath, wheezing through his nostrils. The apparent baby boom that happened within all the Clans meant that he had a lot of peers to interact with, but he regarded them all with a sort of distaste. His own siblings, for the most part, were spared from his scathing eyes, but his distant relatives in the Typhoon were not, and he had hardly interacted with any of Aurum's brood.
Just once he'd like to think that people wouldn't think of him as some ordinary child. Sometimes he can feel it in the watchful stares of the more "mother-hen" inclined members of the group. It was on account of his pride, something he knew in the back of his mind was bad, but elected to nourish it further, nevertheless.
For that reason, he noticeably lightened up at the apparent fact that Alaric seemed rather pleased in his offer. It wasn't much, but Alaric did hold a special memory in Ivan's heart — being the first foreigner and joiner that the young kitten had witnessed. His nativeness to Tanglewood made it difficult for him to appreciate, or even understand foreigners. But Alaric was proving to be quite different from his usual predisposed opinions of others.
"There's this one herb that is long with tiny little leaves." He liked chewing on them occasionally when he felt nervous. "Not too far from here, I'll show you!" His young voice tipped up at the end, emitting a sort of childish enthusiasm as he began padding west, parting his mouth to scent the air. "What's your favorite?" Ivan did not care for plants, and usually only saw them as an ends to a means, like food. It was nothing personal, and he didn't take care in learning them either, which was why he did not know the plant he was describing earlier was thyme.
Just once he'd like to think that people wouldn't think of him as some ordinary child. Sometimes he can feel it in the watchful stares of the more "mother-hen" inclined members of the group. It was on account of his pride, something he knew in the back of his mind was bad, but elected to nourish it further, nevertheless.
For that reason, he noticeably lightened up at the apparent fact that Alaric seemed rather pleased in his offer. It wasn't much, but Alaric did hold a special memory in Ivan's heart — being the first foreigner and joiner that the young kitten had witnessed. His nativeness to Tanglewood made it difficult for him to appreciate, or even understand foreigners. But Alaric was proving to be quite different from his usual predisposed opinions of others.
"There's this one herb that is long with tiny little leaves." He liked chewing on them occasionally when he felt nervous. "Not too far from here, I'll show you!" His young voice tipped up at the end, emitting a sort of childish enthusiasm as he began padding west, parting his mouth to scent the air. "What's your favorite?" Ivan did not care for plants, and usually only saw them as an ends to a means, like food. It was nothing personal, and he didn't take care in learning them either, which was why he did not know the plant he was describing earlier was thyme.