07-21-2018, 12:12 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Raising younglings was a process he had partaken in before, but only with other jackals, and only taking the role of an elder sibling- not of an actual parent. Even with his younger cousins, he had had the help of both of their parents, as well as Miragelight when she wasn’t busy. He liked to believe he was decent at child rearing, but it wasn’t a skill he would put stock in. If you wanted a child to reach their full potential, to become strong, then you had to put forth a lot of effort and get a lot of help.
Catching sight of Roxanne and a giant crocodile, Paper curiously made his way over. This was her pet, from what Paper recalled- his name was Kal or something along those lines. As he drew closer, he could see a bunch of tiny reptiles in Kal’s jaws, and raised a brow. ”Are they safe to hold?” he asked softly, watching Rox take one of the children out. Kal was familiar with Rox; not so much with him.
Glancing back at the kids, he nearly jumped as he saw a pair of red eyes staring directly at him- belonging to an albino male, smaller than the rest. The albino let out a low chirp, his mouth opening in what Paper could almost imagine was a grin. (It was unlikely. Babies weren’t usually inclined to smile at him, from his experience.)
”What’re you looking at?” Paper asked, though there was no malice or defensiveness in his voice. Raising a paw to point at his right eye, he continued, ”Do you think my eye looks weird?”
The crocodile chirped again, eliciting an eye roll from Paper. ”Well, most crocs don’t have red eyes, so you and I are in the same boat, pal,” the jackal muttered, cautiously reaching in to take the baby out. The two met each other’s gaze, one curious and happy, one jokingly bemused.
”Think I’ll call you ‘Mira.’”
Catching sight of Roxanne and a giant crocodile, Paper curiously made his way over. This was her pet, from what Paper recalled- his name was Kal or something along those lines. As he drew closer, he could see a bunch of tiny reptiles in Kal’s jaws, and raised a brow. ”Are they safe to hold?” he asked softly, watching Rox take one of the children out. Kal was familiar with Rox; not so much with him.
Glancing back at the kids, he nearly jumped as he saw a pair of red eyes staring directly at him- belonging to an albino male, smaller than the rest. The albino let out a low chirp, his mouth opening in what Paper could almost imagine was a grin. (It was unlikely. Babies weren’t usually inclined to smile at him, from his experience.)
”What’re you looking at?” Paper asked, though there was no malice or defensiveness in his voice. Raising a paw to point at his right eye, he continued, ”Do you think my eye looks weird?”
The crocodile chirped again, eliciting an eye roll from Paper. ”Well, most crocs don’t have red eyes, so you and I are in the same boat, pal,” the jackal muttered, cautiously reaching in to take the baby out. The two met each other’s gaze, one curious and happy, one jokingly bemused.
”Think I’ll call you ‘Mira.’”
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo