03-29-2018, 08:44 PM
No, he couldnt allow that prick to get to him like this. The words the clown spit should have meant nothing to them. They didnt mean anything to them. Though the brothers felt the tensing of their sister the boys merely chuckled in unison. They had learned to take punches with gratitude.
"Guess you just weren't doing it for her in that department."
Chapel speaks out, his voice booming above the rest of them. He is the image of reserved power, the hatred he held coiled deep in the pit of his stomach. Muscles bunched like cords beneath the ebony skin pulled across his broad bodice. If he really wanted to he could kill the clown right here, but that would be no fun.
"Silly boys."
It is Eindridi, her voice a mirror of her mother's. The musical note of it floated through the forest, silencing even the frogs that croaked sadly in the brush. She was hauntingly gorgeous and deadly smart, but like her mother, she held a soft spot for her family. Even the devil before her made her a weak-hearted fool.
"You always were a jokester Chap, leave daddy alone teasing is rude."
She sang as she walked forward, tail curling around the slim legs that pulled her through the foliage towards her father. Never would she be dumb enough to touch him, but being closer simply made her happier, even if she were to be yelled at it would be worth it for these few moments.
"He deseved it.."
The groveling voice of Zade is heard as he tosses in his worthless cent. Every muscle in his chest was ticking with rage that they had decided to do this. Who's idea was this anyway?
With one glance at his siblings, he growled, of course, it had been his.
"What village have you recently pillaged? Any child murders I should know about? I am curious."
Chapel aquires lazily, his eyes locked in on the ebony stallion before them. He did so love a story.