Where Amaranth was all prickles and spines and cold, bitter winds, his silver parent was the equivalent of sunshine and butterflies and frankly being mobbed by a legion of soft, fluffy bunnies that piled over you like a crushing blanket of nosy inquisitiveness.
Alder shriveled.
Мама, пожалуйста,he said, exasperation coloring his tone, but it was too late. Already she had begun to smother him, feathered paws moving in a frenzy as she clung to him with wanton abandon, holding her wayward son so tightly he actually found it difficult to breathe. He tried to croak out a protest.
She steamrolled.
And then she probed. Gods-damn his mother and her incessant prying into the lives of everyone around he-
WITH?Alder sputtered, pulling away from her in startled shock.
N-no! I mean, not like that!
Fuck fuck fuck.
She's -he swallowed noisily, chafing inwardly against the correction,
Her name is Solvi. She's my friend.
The enormous wolf, suddenly reduced to a sulking child, stared down at his large paws - how greatly they dwarfed Valeska's now, he thought with some surprise - and frowned.
Northfall's been fine.
His voice was a petulant squeak.
How's... how's stuff here?
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- Alder is not actually Inuyasha, despite the evidence







