10-08-2020, 09:36 PM
CrownS
He finds it easier to think as Isilya’s waters run over him. Slowly, his body stops swaying as it tries to balance, and he finds himself distracted by the flittering birds until she introduces herself. Isilya. Had Sabbath told him about her? His little face scrunches up in thought as he tries to remember all the names he’d been told during her boring lessons. The name doesn’t quite ring a bell but he settles for knowing that she is somebody important. At least he knows he should be polite.
“Thank you!” he chirps, already showing off those good manners. “I like yours too.”
He grins as his gaze drifts to the birds once more. When they come to land on his head, he laughs softly and tries to remain very still so as not to disturb them. His small ear twitches as her pet’s beak lightly tickles at his ear. A laugh threatens to come bubbling up but he bites it back once his dark blue eyes settle on Isilya once more. Oh! She made them?
“How did you make them? Does that make you their mom?” he asks in wide-eyed wonder. “I guess I’d name them Blossom and Bloom. I’m not good at names like my mom is. She’s the one who named me.”
It does not occur to Crowns that mothers are, typically, the ones who bestow a name upon their children. He begins to wonder if he should practice naming things in case he ever becomes a mother some day.
“Thank you!” he chirps, already showing off those good manners. “I like yours too.”
He grins as his gaze drifts to the birds once more. When they come to land on his head, he laughs softly and tries to remain very still so as not to disturb them. His small ear twitches as her pet’s beak lightly tickles at his ear. A laugh threatens to come bubbling up but he bites it back once his dark blue eyes settle on Isilya once more. Oh! She made them?
“How did you make them? Does that make you their mom?” he asks in wide-eyed wonder. “I guess I’d name them Blossom and Bloom. I’m not good at names like my mom is. She’s the one who named me.”
It does not occur to Crowns that mothers are, typically, the ones who bestow a name upon their children. He begins to wonder if he should practice naming things in case he ever becomes a mother some day.