She hadn’t even taken into consideration the possibility of having a female child. She had mused long and hard to decide if she was pleased about this or not. Not that it mattered really, not now anyways. Khaos was gone, gone in all sense of the word. A statue of the iron beast remained atop the cliffs, burning against the seaside sun. But that was it, all that remained of his physical self.
No, it really made no difference now what sex her children were. The girl wasn’t even the product of Khaos, she was something a bit more. Killgore had not seen the child’s Father fall into the atmosphere, but Kirin had. He had also demanded she visit the galaxy colored male, mate with him, and produce his child. Anything for her dear Kirin. She didn’t regret her willingness to please him, the girl had emerged with gorgeous purple points, and Killgore decided to call her Kersey.
She girl was eager too, eager to learn, eager to do. The bay watched her mostly, fed her, but otherwise she observed. She was waiting. Waiting to see how this one had turned out, to make a final decision on just how much she liked the filly. The child’s teeth find her or dare to find her, neither were tolerated and Killgore snapped back to pinch the babes ear. Throwing a stern glare through her dark eyes, before Kersey strolled off. Off towards a nest of Terns, chittering loudly and annoyingly she would add. One little chick was piping from the ground, flailing awkwardly as it could not fly. Kersey disposed of it quickly, smashing the idiotic creature and Killgore made her way over.
She blinked at the smashed remains, her lip curling up but she stroked her muzzle through the girl’s soft mane before speaking. ”I have good news my sweet. I’m going to let you live.” She smiled a small smile, like this was a common conversation to have.
