Krosious warns Kilanjo

After his normal rounds, Krosious had decided to return to his den. He had a couple of decisions to make. Ones that weighed heavily upon his shoulders. He knew that no matter what he decided to do in these two choices, that all parties involved wer to be affected heavily. Including himself.

With that on his mind the Elder had shredded up a bit of Soothe Reed and had packed himself a bowl. Sparking a match he lit the Reed and inhaled the smoke deep into his lungs. The effects taking hold rather quickly as his mind started to calm and his body somewhat going numb. It was a nice feeling, especially in his age, as his body ached almost all of the time.

'Whatever you decide to do, pup, I am with you in full. I will aid you just as I always have.'

The voice of Raven echoed through his mind as he sat there at his desk, taking a puff from his Soothe Reed every few seconds.
(Krosious Hayes)
Y'know, your gonna spoil your lungs if you keep this up old man. " Kilanjo announced as he poofed within the room that Krosious was in.

Sitting on the stool as he leaned against the desk infront of him. Placing his arm on the surface and pushing his palm against his chin. He looked seriously into Krosious's eyes as he did mean what he had said.

And if that were the case. Krosious wouldn't be around long enough to see Aries grow. Whereever that kiddo was. Krosious wouldn't be able to see it if he kept this up. But that isn't why Kilanjo had decided to pay in a visit for old man Krosious.

Reaching back behind in his pouch. Kilanjo pulled out a black wolf mask. One that hasn't seen the day of light since Krosious gave it to him.

Frowning. The blue furred Ookami slid it across the desk towards Krosious.

" I've been traveling alot and whenever I see her. She's always with others. People who know my ways and wouldn't dare to leave her by herself. But one day I'll do it for you old man. I'll be sure to bring her here. . . . . "

Suddenly sighing heavily as he sat back in his chair. Awaiting for what Krosious would say to him
(Kilanjo)
Hearing the voice of his eldest son, Krosious shook his head and chuckled.

"I've been doing it for at least ten year's now. I'm sure I'll be fine."

Looking across the table as the Ookami poofed into the room, Krosious went silent for a moment. He took a few more puffs of the Reed, inhaling and exhaling as one could assume. When his mask was passed back to him, the Elder stared at it in silence for several moments. He even took it and slid it closer to him in silence, his old stern gaze not wavering.

"I see."

Krosious said while his fingers rolled along the snout of the mask. Several more moments passed by while the Elder remained silent but soon enough his gaze shifted upwards and locked upon the darkish red hue's of Nerian.

"Nerian. You and I need to have a talk. A serious talk. I don't want you to say anything until I have finished what I have to say first. Can you do that for me?"

Without giving his son much time to respond, Krosious lowered his pipe to the table top and pushed the mask to the side, for now.

"People are hunting you. No doubt you can guess why. You're not dumb, just head strong and stubborn like Nef and Kyrian. Not a bad thing, but in this situation it is what is getting you hunted down."

Before he finished, Krosious' eyes shifted to the sword that his son branded. He stared at it whlie he continued.

"Your sword and your practice of eating flesh of humanoids does not help your cause. Now, son,"

Krosious said as he rose to his feet, his eye's not wavering from Nerian.

"I will only ask once, stop eating people and hand over your blade. Do not mistake what I am doing for distrust or unjust love. I love you and your brother more than anything in this world, more than my own life. I am doing this out of your own protection, Nerian. Please do as I ask. Do not make me have to force my hand against my own kin."

It was obvious that this was bringing Krosious down. The thought of having to use force against his own flesh and blood killed him inside. It bore a hole right through his heart, and it was obvious upon his expression and demeanor.
(Krosious Hayes)
Kilanjo frowned as Krosious had asked him a very specific question which didn't bother him at first. But made him think of every single bad thing that he has done in the past in the next couple of seconds to come.

The blue furred Ookami would then smile as he nodded his head. As he wasn't to be afraid to be open with the old man about any subject. So no matter what Krosious would say. Kilanjo was sure that it wouldn't be anything threating to him. Or if so, it would just be a warning. Meaning for him to go eliminate the person who was stalking him.

But for what was about to happen next, was a cluster fuck of things Kilanjo couldn't have possibly been prepared for.

For the next few moments as Krosious took his time to talk to Kilanjo. The feral Ookami was speechless. As he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

At first it was a warning about people wanting to hunt him down, which Kilanjo returned with a wickled smile. He didn't care for those who tried to kill him. He would just let them know that they had a death wish if they came looking for him. Other than that, Kilanjo had the brilliant idea to kill them first before they got a chance to go to his neck.

Then things became serious as Krosious slid his eyesight away from Kilanjo and towards his lower region. Towards his sword. Mammon's Nail.

Frowning, Kilanjo stared cluelessly at Krosious as the man had known his ways of cannablism. His brutal ways of how he murders people. Slowly but satisfying. Other than that, the old man had warned him to stop eating the flesh of humaniods and let go of his sword. Which casused Kilanjo to push himself off of the desk slowly before coming to a stand.

And it would seem that Krosious would do the same.

Frowning once more as he heard his father ask him not to do the very thing that he loved. True, that Kilanjo found it unforgivable for Krosious to warn him about such things. But the Ookami also knew that he was doing this for his own safety. Because it didn't help his act of people hunting him down.

But still, Kilanjo was a rebel and liked to live his life the way he already is. Because why live if you can't live life your way.

Kilanjo would just slowly turn without a word, and head for the exit.

" Thanks fort he warning dad. But I don't need it. "
(Kilanjo)
Observing his son's reaction, Krosious could tell that the Ookami was not going to give up the weapon or his ways of consuming flesh. Closing his eye's Krosious let out a deep sigh and reached out, grabbing ahold of Kilanjo's shoulder with a firm grasp.

"I cannot allow you to leave with that weapon, son. I cannot allow you to leave knowing that you will only continue to eat other people, other magi. For that, if you try to leave again without giving up those things .. then you will have given me no choice."

With that said he waited. With only the hope that Kilanjo would listen to him.
(Krosious Hayes)
 Kilanjo froze in place before leaving out of the door. Listening to Krosious's saying before he replied to his old man.

" I'll promise to stop eating flesh okay?" he said in monotone.

It wouldn't be seconds later for Kilanjo to head out into the den.

" Take care of Aries for me alright?" he exclaimed before leaving
(Kilanjo)
Krosious Hayes: If you leave without giving up those things, they will hunt you down and they will kill you.
Kilanjo: I don't care
Krosious Hayes: You're giving me no choice.
 Kilanjo: I'll kill each one of them
Kilanjo: *Poofs*