and a partridge in a pear tree - treespasser

[deimos]

What had happened, happened faster then Piers cared to consider. Crowley, having arrived long enough to cover the situation, blocked his sight. Piers could still hear, still smell, but breathing was another story. Shock seemed to impale his senses, causing him to draw back sharply from Crowley. He uttered a cry, that seemed more necessary and impulsive then his actual feelings. "Ow." His shaken ocean blues shifted towards Crowley, and with that, it didn't take Piers long to dart around Crowley. He didn't want to see.

But he needed to.

The child shifted his gaze from the lava, to Suvi, to Aurum, then finally the beast. His tufted ears lay flat. He didn't understand- he just wanted to eat, it seemed. As Aurum spoke to Suvi, however, and the giant insect-dragon shifted away from the mess of hot substances, Piers slowly drew closer to him. He couldn't do much, he figured, but what he did want to do was help. Aurum had hurt something that just wanted to eat. Like a starving bear, defending themselves from attack, when all they were doing was eating berries. Yes, that made sense.

Piers had read a book like that once. A wolf-dog, in the wild and alone, all they wanted to do was eat. When captured for a sled-dog team, they were feral and afraid because they didn't understand. The words that Suvi spoke rang in his ear. Understand. Piers couldn't make an non-sentient beast understand. But Help, Kindness was in his vocabulary. He drew close enough to dig his tiny claws into a nearby tree, stretching his tiny body up and breaking off a twig. He shuffled towards the dragon, dropping the twig nearby.

Fear was not in Piers' vocabulary.

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