"the b e t a "
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Apollo
Male ♂ || With; Sloan, Conan ||
Four Years Old
" Everybody is a
genius in their
own mind. Don't
be that delusional. "
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Male ♂ || With; Sloan, Conan ||
Four Years Old
" Everybody is a
genius in their
own mind. Don't
be that delusional. "
________________________
- » Apollo's ear flicked in amusement in response to Sloan's comment. A low chuckle followed, his light eyes flicking towards Talisa before falling back to the huntress. A reply was on the tip of his tongue, but the alpha beat him to it.
Her shaky posture signaled her nerves to any careful observer. He already knew the reactions some would respond with. Some wouldn't care, or even notice. However, One side would feel for the alpha, knowing what effect a particular event had on her. The opposite side, however, would see this shakiness as a sign of weakness. Would they take their chances now ? Or save their energy for later ? Apollo sighed into himself, head swimming with thoughts.
The male was brought back into reality when Talisa began the announcements, naming Sloan the new lead hunter. Apollo smiled, dipping his head slightly towards Sloan whilst breathing out a Congratulations. Once his head lifted, he added in a whisper, perhaps you'll be as good as the previous one. The playful tone clear in his voice.
Once it was announced that the newly ranked wolf was to take on 2 hunters, Apollo wondered whom Sloan would take - whether she already made alliances with pack members or if she was steering clear of that. Yet, if she wasn't getting her paws dirty, was that a good thing ? Or would one side eventually claim her ?
With those thoughts in mind, he rose his head a bit higher once the alpha spoke of his leading a border patrol. He wondered which wolves to take and who to leave behind in trust. Perhaps speaking to someone before departing would be better. But who ?
Then, like falling into icy waters, Talisa spoke of the elephant within the camp. Echo's death.
As if a reflex, Apollo's eyes immediately fell to the crowd in a wild search for a change in expression of some sorts on anyone face. In his paranoid state, the beta expected some sort of maniac to emerge from the crowd, laughing. Soon enough, after flicking through the same faces times over he returned to sanity.
He thought it quite a good move on Talisa's behalf when she addressed the dislike some felt towards her. A bold move. He thought. One which made a statement, certainly.
With all of the things to ponder on, the wolf registered Sloan's desire to take Elijah and Conan for her hunting party. Elijah was young, the small party hunt would earn him more practice. Smart. He thought, without giving any actual comment about the party. Instead Apollo simply got up and before padding away, turned to Sloan. Looks like the flattery helped out after all.


