11-13-2018, 02:51 AM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]Adoption? Now that was a thought. Sundae's potential as a fighter had been noticed practically at his birth, so of course it hadn't taken long for the council to swoop in and take him from his parents. He was sure that they didn't mind giving him away. Serving the light in such a way was seen as a great honour, and surely they were compensated for the loss of their only child. However, this meant that the only parental figure he ever knew was his mentor. It probably should have made him sadder than it did, but he could never quite force his mind to feel sorry for itself. After all, his mentor was a kind woman, even if she was strict at times. Sundae had never needed parents, and hadn't thought about it enough to know if he wanted them. Finnlock's call was met with the rise of a metaphorical brow, a quizzical expression settling onto his face as he turned to gaze at the feline. Maternal instincts were built into some, he had come to find, and it looked like this sunbearer was one of them. He himself couldn't imagine looking after a bunch of kids. Although he was warm towards all life, he had duties to preform. Children would be too much of a burden on his already restless soul.
He would watch as she beckoned Leona forwards, lips pulled into a gentle smile of his own. Despite the trouble he had relating with Finnloch, he knew that this was a kind and generous offer. He would keep his distance though, reluctant to get involved in anything that'd force him into any sort of relationship with people. His work was exclusively no strings attached, he couldn't have family or close friends in random places like Sunhaven. Who knew how soon it'd be that he'd have to leave, called by fate to venture elsewhere.
He would watch as she beckoned Leona forwards, lips pulled into a gentle smile of his own. Despite the trouble he had relating with Finnloch, he knew that this was a kind and generous offer. He would keep his distance though, reluctant to get involved in anything that'd force him into any sort of relationship with people. His work was exclusively no strings attached, he couldn't have family or close friends in random places like Sunhaven. Who knew how soon it'd be that he'd have to leave, called by fate to venture elsewhere.
everyone will make mistakes
without the sour the sweet wouldn't taste .
"sweet tangerine." — winged hound — sunhaven — tags