LOREN
Grinning, Loren narrowed his eyes. "Why because then you can declare how masterfully you manipulated us into doing your bidding." Letting out a huff of laughter, he set his own glass down.
Nodding, he smiled. "Thanks." Standing up, his smile deepened into a smirk. "That's just because they haven't seen me turn into a lion yet." Then he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I should really figure out that shift. And whatever new magic I can sense within me." His brow furrowed and he bit his lip.
Snorting he shook his head. "I know I'm younger but I'm pretty sure I can dress myself. I'll see you downstairs." With that he headed towards the room Neron had indicated. The healer looked as if he were dragging himself over to it.
Nodding, he smiled. "Thanks." Standing up, his smile deepened into a smirk. "That's just because they haven't seen me turn into a lion yet." Then he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I should really figure out that shift. And whatever new magic I can sense within me." His brow furrowed and he bit his lip.
Snorting he shook his head. "I know I'm younger but I'm pretty sure I can dress myself. I'll see you downstairs." With that he headed towards the room Neron had indicated. The healer looked as if he were dragging himself over to it.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
