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Henrik Mikaelson ([info]diedtooyoung) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
Henrik peered down at Kol, wondering how he hadn't heard his older brother coming. He was usually pretty good about listening to other's footsteps. Maybe the change in everything was throwing him off some.

"I don't like it here," he replied, though in Old Norse, but Kol would be understand him all too well. "Everything is very different." He looked back out at the house, unable to help frowning. "I miss mother." He couldn't bring himself to say he missed their father because he didn't. It was rather nice to not hear the constant yelling, the ordering around, the threats. Couldn't their mother show up and not their father?

"And Bekah." He wondered where his sister was. No one would talk to him about her. He didn't like it. He liked the animals though. They could stay.

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