11-04-2020, 12:06 AM
CrownS
He steps a little closer and examines her with his neck stretched toward her. Sabbath never spoke the names of anyone she’d lost and Eucharist wouldn’t say much beyond the fact that he had a twin sister. They kept their heartbreaks to themselves and he didn’t feel right digging around in their heads for answers. But she is a stranger, and he finds the image of their brother there. She’s too young to be the missing twin, however, so he hums softly in thought.
His ears perk when she smiles. Does she also like the scary things in the dark? Crowns can’t help but scoot a little closer to her once more. “I do! That’s where I live too!” he explains with a wide grin. His bright blue eyes dance with excitement as he begins to circle her anxiously, like a puppy meeting a new friend.
“Who’s your mom and brother?” he asks, tilting his head now as he watches her carefully. The boy considers snatching her away to Tephra before she can answer, but he restrains himself. He must learn to be gentle in his efforts rather than using brute force to have his way all the time. And besides, he’s yet to let his family know he can do these sorts of tricks in the first place. They would certainly die of shock if he revealed a long lost sister and his strength.
“Come to Tephra. Come home with me,” he suddenly says, his smile dimming a little.
He does not know Reign and he has not felt the ache of her missing, but he has watched his mother weep when she thought she would lose him too. He’s seen the way she bristled when anyone came near him, heard the rising tone of panic in her voice when he was out of her sight for even a second. Would she still hug him too tight each morning if he managed to bring her daughter home?
His ears perk when she smiles. Does she also like the scary things in the dark? Crowns can’t help but scoot a little closer to her once more. “I do! That’s where I live too!” he explains with a wide grin. His bright blue eyes dance with excitement as he begins to circle her anxiously, like a puppy meeting a new friend.
“Who’s your mom and brother?” he asks, tilting his head now as he watches her carefully. The boy considers snatching her away to Tephra before she can answer, but he restrains himself. He must learn to be gentle in his efforts rather than using brute force to have his way all the time. And besides, he’s yet to let his family know he can do these sorts of tricks in the first place. They would certainly die of shock if he revealed a long lost sister and his strength.
“Come to Tephra. Come home with me,” he suddenly says, his smile dimming a little.
He does not know Reign and he has not felt the ache of her missing, but he has watched his mother weep when she thought she would lose him too. He’s seen the way she bristled when anyone came near him, heard the rising tone of panic in her voice when he was out of her sight for even a second. Would she still hug him too tight each morning if he managed to bring her daughter home?