05-25-2016, 04:03 PM
Who was I kidding?
They were both my everything. I revolved around her, doted on him. Would draw my last breath to protect them. Not that I would play fair in doing the protecting but if it came down to my life or theirs it would be the latter choice....always.
I was watching our son, feeling Ryss's delectable little love nips on my skin. My ears flickering back and then forwards, until I had one facing her and one facing Tycho. Smart. Yeah, he was definitely smart and the world would tremble if he ever received any other kind of gifts. I had done my best to mold him to his own image. There were traces of gray in his personality, the kind that I had once had. Well, still had but rarely felt. The kind of gray where I could watch his eyes as he studied something a live, like the way a bug moved across the ground only to be smashed by his hoof so he could see what was inside.
It didn't scare me, that complete disinterest. Perhaps it should.
I wouldn't worry about it till later, but then Ryss mentioned social skills and I studied our son. A small smile curling my lips as he very subtly tried to not appear interested. I couldn't read his mind, but I could read his body language very well. He tried not to twist his head, angle those ears, but I was his father and I had been watching him quietly while he explored. Those muscles along his neck had tensed briefly as well as the muscles in his shoulders.
"What do you think he'll be like?" A serial killer. But I don't say that out loud, at least not yet. Not until I see how he reacts around others. A mad scientist. The villain in a story. No, not yet. I am still the villain and I wasn't planning on making my bouncing baby boy into my heir. I had been born with the darkness in my heart and my only hope was that he didn't inherit any of that from me. My hope was that he inherited the light that was in Ryss's heart, that spanned through her bloodline, even when there was sadness.
"Brilliant like the sun in the sky my love. Perhaps even a little misunderstood for being a genius." I turn to her, my black eyes caressing her body even as my lips follow. "I can't say I like being away from him, but I think you are right. However, he will need a guardian." I say, touching my lips to her cheek and then I take a few steps away. I pull my magic out, thickening the air with the power I could wield. The shadows from the midday sun are pulled towards me. I twist them and shape them.
He had expressed a great interest in panther form I had worn not long ago, showing him this and that. Predator and prey and the food chain. So that is what I made. It's body was as big as I was. And insubstantial. It's form was fluid, but solid. It would inflict some serious pain should anything happen to Tycho while he was out and about. My eyes flicker over this form, over the giant panther who settled back on it's haunches to wait for me to tell it what to do. I changed it's eye color to a vivid neon green, the kind that might give someone nightmares should they see it creeping through the dark.
It was almost all about the presentation.
"Tycho." I say, turning towards him, sure he would have wandered over to see what I was doing, despite his apparent disinterest in our conversation. "You can go to the Playground and interact. This is your guardian. He will be with you until you reach the boundaries and then he will wait for you outside. Should you go anywhere, he will appear to be with you." I walk around the sitting panther who by now had turned to look at it's charge. Those green eyes glimmer and gleam as they listen. Intelligence flickered in there. I had placed a piece of myself in that panther.
"Return by the time night falls, but should you forget, stay the night in the playground. Please do not wander past dark." The panther would be enough protection but a father still worries.
They were both my everything. I revolved around her, doted on him. Would draw my last breath to protect them. Not that I would play fair in doing the protecting but if it came down to my life or theirs it would be the latter choice....always.
I was watching our son, feeling Ryss's delectable little love nips on my skin. My ears flickering back and then forwards, until I had one facing her and one facing Tycho. Smart. Yeah, he was definitely smart and the world would tremble if he ever received any other kind of gifts. I had done my best to mold him to his own image. There were traces of gray in his personality, the kind that I had once had. Well, still had but rarely felt. The kind of gray where I could watch his eyes as he studied something a live, like the way a bug moved across the ground only to be smashed by his hoof so he could see what was inside.
It didn't scare me, that complete disinterest. Perhaps it should.
I wouldn't worry about it till later, but then Ryss mentioned social skills and I studied our son. A small smile curling my lips as he very subtly tried to not appear interested. I couldn't read his mind, but I could read his body language very well. He tried not to twist his head, angle those ears, but I was his father and I had been watching him quietly while he explored. Those muscles along his neck had tensed briefly as well as the muscles in his shoulders.
"What do you think he'll be like?" A serial killer. But I don't say that out loud, at least not yet. Not until I see how he reacts around others. A mad scientist. The villain in a story. No, not yet. I am still the villain and I wasn't planning on making my bouncing baby boy into my heir. I had been born with the darkness in my heart and my only hope was that he didn't inherit any of that from me. My hope was that he inherited the light that was in Ryss's heart, that spanned through her bloodline, even when there was sadness.
"Brilliant like the sun in the sky my love. Perhaps even a little misunderstood for being a genius." I turn to her, my black eyes caressing her body even as my lips follow. "I can't say I like being away from him, but I think you are right. However, he will need a guardian." I say, touching my lips to her cheek and then I take a few steps away. I pull my magic out, thickening the air with the power I could wield. The shadows from the midday sun are pulled towards me. I twist them and shape them.
He had expressed a great interest in panther form I had worn not long ago, showing him this and that. Predator and prey and the food chain. So that is what I made. It's body was as big as I was. And insubstantial. It's form was fluid, but solid. It would inflict some serious pain should anything happen to Tycho while he was out and about. My eyes flicker over this form, over the giant panther who settled back on it's haunches to wait for me to tell it what to do. I changed it's eye color to a vivid neon green, the kind that might give someone nightmares should they see it creeping through the dark.
It was almost all about the presentation.
"Tycho." I say, turning towards him, sure he would have wandered over to see what I was doing, despite his apparent disinterest in our conversation. "You can go to the Playground and interact. This is your guardian. He will be with you until you reach the boundaries and then he will wait for you outside. Should you go anywhere, he will appear to be with you." I walk around the sitting panther who by now had turned to look at it's charge. Those green eyes glimmer and gleam as they listen. Intelligence flickered in there. I had placed a piece of myself in that panther.
"Return by the time night falls, but should you forget, stay the night in the playground. Please do not wander past dark." The panther would be enough protection but a father still worries.