07-22-2018, 01:24 AM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family: calibri;"]It was how life looked like these days, it seemed. Families were displaced whether it was willingly or not, through death or abandonment, and the children who managed to survive rarely ever turned out alright. Perhaps Myliu was too young to understand it yet, to have the events that had transpired have a great impact on him as of yet, but that hardly meant that the child wouldn't face the repercussions of memories he soon would understand later on. He had already been forced into a role that shouldn't have ever been his to begin with, and the scars that marked his body both small and large were a testament to that.
Myliu was one of the faceless, one of the many children who couldn't even remember their own name before they were shoved into the world on their face and told to 'grow up.' It was either that or die, and despite not understanding it... living was still an instinct. No one wanted to die. Myliu didn't want to die, as he didn't want others to die as well.
Gabriel's sudden appearance was far from expected, especially from a child who had yet to truly comprehend the meaning of 'up.' He had been staring straight ahead, minding his own business and trying to find someone ahead instead, and when 'ahead' suddenly brought into sight a strange creature that looked like it all but crashed out of nowhere, it was only normal that the child fell back with a sharp, startled cry, then proceeded to try and make himself look bigger in contrast even as Gabriel tried to do the exact opposite.
Myliu was hardly threatening, even with the small skull mask covering his features. He barely reached to Gabriel's torso while trying, let alone if he hadn't been, but still he tried because it was the only thing he knew. With claws unsheathed Myliu backed up, mind racing with options that sounded far more favorable than staying here and getting eaten...
Then relaxed the moment that Gabriel spoke.
It had been... so long since he had heard another voice, one that wasn't actively threatening and screamed danger. A soft whine escaped him, fur lying back down as he tried to understand what it was being said to him, but finding he couldn't Myliu gave up trying and instead focused on the sounds, nose scrunching up underneath the mask as he opened up his maw for what seemed like ages to speak, voice hoarse with obvious misuse.
"Ayu... ayudarte," the child murmured softly, trying the foreign sounds out with an innocence that could only be attributed to something of his age. Perhaps he had been left alone, perhaps he was lost... but he was too young to understand it all, happily taking in the fact that there was a big creature infront of him speaking things that Myliu had never heard of before. He didn't know what these words meant (none of them, not just the Spanish) but they sounded nice, and the man... he didn't sound as threatening as he looked like, nor as threatening as any of the others that Myliu had met in his short life.
With a soft huff, Myliu sat himself back up on stubby legs, determined to waddle closer over to where Gabriel was to peer up at him from underneath the skull that adorned his head. He wished he could talk, at that moment, to be able to tell the man that he didn't understand and that he was tired, and that the woman he remembered was far away and he was trying to find help for her. She had been sad, that much Myliu could tell, and despite not knowing her he didn't wish for her to be sad.
Instead, all he could convey where a few more soft huffs and grunts, noises that meant nothing to the outside world but everything to him, as he finally achieved his goal in moving closer to where Gabriel was and all but flopping forward to softly chew on one of the talons he had been trying to hide.
Myliu was one of the faceless, one of the many children who couldn't even remember their own name before they were shoved into the world on their face and told to 'grow up.' It was either that or die, and despite not understanding it... living was still an instinct. No one wanted to die. Myliu didn't want to die, as he didn't want others to die as well.
Gabriel's sudden appearance was far from expected, especially from a child who had yet to truly comprehend the meaning of 'up.' He had been staring straight ahead, minding his own business and trying to find someone ahead instead, and when 'ahead' suddenly brought into sight a strange creature that looked like it all but crashed out of nowhere, it was only normal that the child fell back with a sharp, startled cry, then proceeded to try and make himself look bigger in contrast even as Gabriel tried to do the exact opposite.
Myliu was hardly threatening, even with the small skull mask covering his features. He barely reached to Gabriel's torso while trying, let alone if he hadn't been, but still he tried because it was the only thing he knew. With claws unsheathed Myliu backed up, mind racing with options that sounded far more favorable than staying here and getting eaten...
Then relaxed the moment that Gabriel spoke.
It had been... so long since he had heard another voice, one that wasn't actively threatening and screamed danger. A soft whine escaped him, fur lying back down as he tried to understand what it was being said to him, but finding he couldn't Myliu gave up trying and instead focused on the sounds, nose scrunching up underneath the mask as he opened up his maw for what seemed like ages to speak, voice hoarse with obvious misuse.
"Ayu... ayudarte," the child murmured softly, trying the foreign sounds out with an innocence that could only be attributed to something of his age. Perhaps he had been left alone, perhaps he was lost... but he was too young to understand it all, happily taking in the fact that there was a big creature infront of him speaking things that Myliu had never heard of before. He didn't know what these words meant (none of them, not just the Spanish) but they sounded nice, and the man... he didn't sound as threatening as he looked like, nor as threatening as any of the others that Myliu had met in his short life.
With a soft huff, Myliu sat himself back up on stubby legs, determined to waddle closer over to where Gabriel was to peer up at him from underneath the skull that adorned his head. He wished he could talk, at that moment, to be able to tell the man that he didn't understand and that he was tired, and that the woman he remembered was far away and he was trying to find help for her. She had been sad, that much Myliu could tell, and despite not knowing her he didn't wish for her to be sad.
Instead, all he could convey where a few more soft huffs and grunts, noises that meant nothing to the outside world but everything to him, as he finally achieved his goal in moving closer to where Gabriel was and all but flopping forward to softly chew on one of the talons he had been trying to hide.
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