Life Letters - Prisoner/Family 'reuinion'

A mask of my own face?
I'd wear that!

His father went to snap out at Jor before Brutei swung his claws against his head, catching his eye and just barely missing the opportunity to rip it out. Turning to the panther, Brutei smiled serenely. "Before I joined the coalition I lived with a family group. Can't quite remember the name but this bastard-" He motioned to his father, "Hated me, and all because my good brother Ezekiel was going to lead and I wasn't." he let his smile falter, black eyes seeming over with red as he turned to face his father again.

"A shame, truly, that my mother died because she supported me and not that arrogant bastard. Wasn't murder punishable by exile?" he snarled, watching as his father shrunk away, speechless. Brutei's own eyes widened with the realization. "You did kill her.. you son of a bitch." He gritted his teeth but didn't do anything, rather waited to see what Jor would do.

— Reggan