<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VwmwHeL.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sinopa Johnson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13593668#msg13593668)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Challenge Circle<br/><strong>Date|Time:</strong>Friday, September 22nd, 2017<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alex | Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Well I hope you're proud of yourself." The words cut through the air like a cold wind, the tone indicating that young Alex should not, definitely not, feel proud of himself.<br/><br/>His adoptive step-mother stood there, arms crossed, behind him. She'd popped up without any warning she was coming, as she was notorious for doing, and was obviously not in a good mood at all. She'd spent the last hour or so tending to her husband. As usual the old rancher had insisted he was fine, and worse had insisted on talking about how proud he was of his son. That talk, more than anything else, was the reason Sinopa had to leave his side.<br/><br/>She had always wanted to be thought of as the young man's mother, even though she was a bit too young for the job and not his actual mother, and now the full brunt of maternal anger and disappointment was being brought to bear on young Alex. "Your father won't stop talking about how proud he is." She said, as if that was ridiculous. "Proud that you picked on an injured man when he was sick." She shook her head. "I suppose that's the thanks he gets for all he did for you."<br/><br/>She glanced around at the other gathered wolves. "And what do you all look so happy about?" She challenged them.