Skill: Diplomat
She raised an eyebrow and asked about his parents... Parents... Parent...
Stifling a growl he curled his lip up a little bit in anger but pushed it down quickly for the sake of diplomacy... Mother wouldn't like if he tore into a newcomer, especially one that had manners and waited outside their borders...
I can call my mom...He said to them finally after a few moments of silence between them, his gaze bouncing between the beast of a woman swathed in ivory fur like a few of the pack wolves.
His lip had relaxed though he held his dominance stand, he knew where he stood in the pack, in these lands. Abaddon knew the power he held... Just ask Apolune...
Oh wait...
You cant.
You cant.
Du bist giftig, ach so giftig.
Mood board — Playlist— Voice— Toyhouse
Any Of Abaddon's Siblings Are Allowed In Any Of His Threads No Matter The Marking Unless Otherwise Stated.
OOC does not equal IC, Abaddon's actions are not representative of my own.
Abaddon can speak German, Icelandic, and Norwegian but typically speaks English.
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