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In truth, it is spite that draws the clouded leopard towards Dante. He knows it to be immature, but the other frustrates him. It was clear he did not care about the Pitt's current goals and held onto the past. A past Westley had no interest in supporting. Trade and deal-making happened to be something he enjoyed, as opposed to reckless warfare. And kicking children.
Even though he knows it's a waste of his time to poke the bear and he can do something more productive, the paleblood snorts quietly as he watched the hybrid's loud return. "You know, I don't think this is going to restore your status," the leopard calls cooly -- the statement feeling matter-a-fact to him.
Since Dante lost his blooded status as a disciplinary action, Westley knew he would hardly give it back to him for simply completing the blooding again. If they already know he can do it, why should it be enough? Much less when it is obvious the hybrid is vengeful; the dead fox is hardly discreet.
The only question was who it is meant for; Gael or Aine? Of course, in the latter case, he knows if Dante ever acted on such a threat and raised a single claw against the fleshweaver, his head would be on a spike. Westley would happily put it there himself for injuring someone who heals others. Not the prettiest decoration...
As though bored, the leopard stretched, flexing his claws. "And the quiet was so nice," he laments, shaking his head.
Even though he knows it's a waste of his time to poke the bear and he can do something more productive, the paleblood snorts quietly as he watched the hybrid's loud return. "You know, I don't think this is going to restore your status," the leopard calls cooly -- the statement feeling matter-a-fact to him.
Since Dante lost his blooded status as a disciplinary action, Westley knew he would hardly give it back to him for simply completing the blooding again. If they already know he can do it, why should it be enough? Much less when it is obvious the hybrid is vengeful; the dead fox is hardly discreet.
The only question was who it is meant for; Gael or Aine? Of course, in the latter case, he knows if Dante ever acted on such a threat and raised a single claw against the fleshweaver, his head would be on a spike. Westley would happily put it there himself for injuring someone who heals others. Not the prettiest decoration...
As though bored, the leopard stretched, flexing his claws. "And the quiet was so nice," he laments, shaking his head.
**morosis (n.) —-- westley hawkins / paleblood / penned by petrichor
your heart's in the same place
westley hawkins - the pitt - clouded leopard - information
but your mind is a million miles away
westley hawkins - the pitt - clouded leopard - information
but your mind is a million miles away