Hovik
He may not be the first born, by far the most gifted. But what he did have was the strange coloring of blue, gold, and pink. And possibly the only child made out of love in the whole herd. Looking up at the dark world inside of the cave he takes in each scent. Takes in each look with a growing desire for knowledge. He is quiet at first. Standing there next to his mother, and looking at his father. Cocking his head to the side a little bit. Its a moment of complex thinking. Wondering at the thoughts that the other had.
Would he br proud of what love could produce? Or was he going to be the dissapointed that a son was partially pink. HovikI believe that the credit goes to both of us. The light in her eyes told him that there was something deeper there, something that he couldn't fully understand.
She was nuzzling up to the man, and he takes a step closer to them. And he over hears her whisper thank you Zayn Thank you? Thank you for what? The child couldn't comprehend, but what ever was happening it seemed that she adored the man with red eyes.
grandson of Gryffen, Son of Zayn, and Darling of Nixie.
