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[Luciferr]

FENRISULFR

▼ — when the weak court death, they find it.

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The connection of scales and fur distracted him momentarily if only because he hadn't had contact with anyone that wasn't a family member in a long time - the war god preferring to keep himself at a distance to others and neglecting any contact simply out of an ingrained reaction to be wary of any and all that he couldn't trust absolutely - how astounding then that Amunet even when he had yet to fully know her, seemed to have gained that trust inherently, but he found he didn't mind it.

he snorted at her comeback, well if Victory ever wished to share her insights he'd listen but war figured he wouldn't be getting those insights anytime soon if she seemed so gladdened he hadn't heard them - though he did wonder - he laugh at her comeback, oh it was true enough - his siblings had often sought dirt on one another in a playful sense, mostly to rib each other mercilessly about certain embarrassments.

to be truthful he didn't know why he felt so comforted in her presence and why he felt he could share such stories - especially about his family, who were simply missing - but to be able to share at all and have trust enough to do so was rewarding, it had been a long time since he could talk so freely.

as the tale was finished however he did humour her with a grin at the remark "Alas I guess you'll simply have to imagine it Mademoiselle" he was ever so thankful there were no relics of that particular story, not that he was wholly ashamed of such tactics but well, pastel did look rather un-fetching with him and all should be spared that image really.

as he listened to her own story he found himself smiling and chuckling along with her - perhaps it was a universal constant that siblings always got into such pranks and troubles, Lilith for sure would have made many a trick with all sorts of snakes and slugs wont as she was to have a fondness of the more unsightly deemed critters - Fenris hummed in amusement with a nod "I can imagine - it seems to be a siblings prerogative to forever annoy each other hmm?" he tapped a claw idly in that thought and recognised the weight and warmth over his own - oh seems they had each other talon in talon so to speak, he hadn't even realised, but he didn't move away simply smiling and shifting slightly to sit more comfortably closer, long gone was the hesitance to simply lean against another - he trusted her.

his tail twitched idly as he mused "well I did promise to answer the second question didn't I?" he tilted his head, long ears elegantly tilting at the motion "Unless you have another question you'd prefer to ask? I don't mind" and truth be told he didn't, which was almost baffling - he'd never been the most open person and yet,

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▲ — TANGLEWOOD. FIREBRAND. VERY HARD. REF. BIO. — ▲

#psychosocial.