Their crimson eyes fixed on the two other wolves in the room. The female, Tear, had gone completely stiff. However her mate Aiden seemed to not even be bothered by what the boy had just asked. "Why? You ask," He said his voice not reflecting anything, not telling the other two what was on his mind. Slowly he set down his spoon and lifted his burning blue eyes to the other male. "Why?" This time it was more like he was questioning himself. "Your just children. And I don't see anything different between you and I. The only difference you your eyes. You are both children of the moon, as are we."
Aiden smiled as he knitted his fingers together, resting his elbows on the table he rested in chin on the interlocked fingers. "So tell me Alexander," His voice was stern yet soft at the same time. His burning eyes dieing down to a soft warm pool of water. "Is it so wrong for me to want you to live a normal life as a wolf?" he questioned then leaned back picking up his spoon. "You wouldn't be the first Crimson Wolves to be with in this pack. Not all wolves are the same, and our pack refuses to push away someone just because others claim that they are cursed."
"Y-You mean There are others like us in your pack!?" Azure blurted out, her soft blood pooled eyes dancing with excitement. They could meet another like them? Some one that would understand their pain. She watched Aiden, then her eyes moved to Tear who now seemed like she was going to speak.
"Yes, there is another crimson wolf in this pack, he's one of our elders now. One of the oldest ones now. Nearing his end now." She said softly as she looked down. "I'm sure that if you stick around until tomorrow you could see he." Her soft eyes fell to the other wolf, the one that seemed to have fallen silent dumb struck by the others reply. The news that there was another wolf like them already living with in this pack.
Alexander, in a fit pushed himself away from the table and turned for the door. "We don't need others. We are just fine on our own. Alone. All we need is each other. That way we don't get hurt again." With that he stormed out of the building, in to the nippy air outside. Though it felt good, his body seemed to heat faster then others. So being inside a heated house he had been getting hot. The air, only a fresh summer night still had a bit of bite from winter hanging in the air.
Slowly his eyes lifted to the moon. She was half faced to night, slowly decreasing, slowly turning her face to hide it from the world. With out even a glance back he started to walk. He needed to get away from that place. Those two. They acted so welcoming. Almost as if they were waiting opened armed for them. Disgusting. That deadly growl of hate and anger swept over him, shaking his vocals.
Alexander had no clue where he was walking, he just walked where ever his feet took him. Anywhere but near them. After some time he came to a clearing, though he froze a song filled the air. A soft song, warm like the suns rays but chilled like a nights breeze. The voice that sang was elderly, cracking here and there with worn vocals however it seemed to be a song that reached to the soul. . . No it was a soul. Alexander could feel the magnified energy of the moon flooding his body, almost over whelming as it seemed to radiate around the clearing. Filling everything so full of life.
The elderly man that stood in the center of the clearly stopped singing after a few moments. He wanted the young wolf to feel the power, His back was to Alexander. However when the elderly man turned The same crimson eyes looked back at him. No where near as frozen but still chilled to the world from the years of mistreatment that he had suffered before he came to live in these lands.
"Y-you're. . . " Alexander tried to say though his word caught in his throat. He could barely speak. Those old time warn and cold crimson eyes nearly making his heart skip a beat. This other was so old. Time had not treated him kindly. A scare ran across his face, contorted by the wrinkles making it look worse then it would have been years before. The crimson strands in his hair shined weakly, and what seemed to be once shining black hair was now dulled and grayed.
"Yes," Was the only word that slipped form his lips as he looked at the young crimson before him. With a slight limp he slowly made his way over to the young man. "You understood the song?" The man questioned, though he could see it in the others eyes. That faded animal that lived within each of them. The beast that would destroy anything if it threatened his humanity. Yes the beast that was another with in them. Bound so tightly together they were two.
"The Crimsons Song."
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