B A D W O L F || Fiasko

[Gryffen]

Fiasko has finally given birth. The news comes from his raven. How the mutilated mare had cried out loud when she looked at the newborn child. How it had the eyes of the Chamber Ghost. That it was a boy. There is a spring in the pale man’s step these days. Three boys this season and they were all promising. Killgore had given him a red-eyed son as well. Minette had birthed him a vicious colt with horns growing out of it’s head. His curiosity is too much to stay away from Fiasko for long. He had been avoiding the captive at Straia’s request but he would not stay away from his son. Besides he was interested to see the answer to his initial question. Would Fiasko feel love for the boy? Would she want to keep it? He slips quietly from the shadows, his angel wings spread wide as he saunters towards them. A wolfish gleam in the depths of red as he locks his gaze on the trio. The small yearling is still there with her strange star studded streak on her back. Fiasko is there… And the child. ”What have we here?” The words creep through the darkness like strange fingers that grope along your backside. Making the hair on your neck stand on end. ”Someone you want to introduce me too Fiasko?” It is rather sad how nobody had come to rescue them. Where was their King? Surely he wanted the Queen back, surely he cared? Or perhaps they knew they were better off without her. She had let the kingdom burn after all. Gryffen - - - - - The Big Bad Wolf