opportunity - [OPEN, leaving]

[j a c k .]

The small frame of the Imperator stalked closer, winter in his gaze somewhat warm as he noted Atticus' bags. It was, expected. Where in Jack had wanted to do something similar when he found the life of his brother in the typhoon, it was... hard to do so, with such tensions between the clan. Even still Jack felt hesitant, and the fact that his little brother had yet to either halted him. Family was... It was always there and he reassured his own self on that reliance even now, knowing others had that same connection outside of the clan only made him more proud to call them part of the Pitt.

The Pitt was no longer war-wanting, or at least, less so now than it was before. Beside he had known Atticus since he had joined, and watching the other reunite with their mother had shown just how much he had to loose: everyone had a reason for peace, it would seem. Some just didn't want to fight family, and that was something they had in common.

"Atticus," He called, hopefully before the other could think of leaving so soon. "Be careful,"  he didn't want to call to attention the fact that they were being head-hunted still. The fact that they were of the Pitt meant something, more so than disdain, but a polarizing hate still. "there are still those that would see you dead for just claiming this place home"

[glow=#add8e6,2,300]I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO[/glow]

[glow=#add8e6,2,300]AND SAW IT THROUGH WITHOUT EXEMPTION[/glow]