SET FIRE TO OUR BED ☆ "flight"

[roan ;]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Truthfully, it was so far from unusual for Roan's mother to shower him in affection and kisses that he really shouldn't have been effected by her actions as he was. Perhaps if he was just a mite older, he even would've been thrashing and protesting at the prospect of being coddled, whining at his mother and denying that he felt hurt at all. However, he was still in that ripe age where his mama was his everything, and as she began to plaster all over his face with kisses, the kit nearly felt like bursting into tears. Not ones of sadness or hurt, however, but comes of joy and pride, because his mother wasn't disappointed in him, and she was glad to have him as a son. It directly soothed the conflicted and wailing thoughts going on in the kit's mind because of his failure to achieve flight, and he found himself leaning into her embrace, burying his face in her fur as his tiny legs came up to grip her. He was far too distracted by the heat of the moment to even remember how unkindly Greed had first treated him, and instead he was just babbling to his mother in relief, "Im so happy you're not disappointed in me, mama. I love you so much, and I just wanted to impress you... I wanted to show you I could fly, like you could. But I guess my wings need to be a little bigger for that..." He supposed he should've known that, given how small his little green wings were in relation to the rest of his body, but he was only a child. He didn't realize how the actually physics of flight worked, at least not quite yet. He assumed that his mother could just fly because of her inherent magic, or abilities.

He felt his mother's warm and wet nose press to his forehead, and new huge tears welled in his eyes, slipping down his cheeks as he mumbled softly, "Tú también eres todo mi mundo, mamá. (You're my whole world too, mama.)" He thought that perhaps there would be a day, where he wouldn't be his mother's entire world. Where one day perhaps she would move on, and she would focus all her attentions on Greed, or perhaps some other kits that she had in the future. However, deep in his heart, Roan knew that wouldn't be the case. His mother was a wonderful woman, and even as she became older, and became closer to Greed, and even possibly had more kids, he knew that he would always be beloved to her, because they were mother and son. There was no further proof of that than today, when his mother dropped everything just in order to be able to help him calm down, and to patch him up. It felt like his heart was growing ten sizes, which was especially impressive considering he was a child who wore his heart on his sleeve around ninety percent of the time. Maybe that would come back to bite him one day, but for now? For now he was just happy to feel everything, and to enjoy every day, learning new things and meeting new people. There was no knowing what the future would bring, and today would certainly be a day that would go down in some amount of infamy in his mind, but he would also look back on it as a learning experience. Something that would help him one day, far in the future. Or not so far, depending on how his wings grew.

When his mother finally pulled away, reassuring him that things would be fine and telling him about how he needed to stay with Greed until she returned, he found himself nodding before she even finished her sentence. He and Greed had been far from starting off on the right paw, but that didn't mean that he hated the older male – hell, it was debatable if he was even capable of hatred – and he could tell that Roxie liked him. Anybody who his mother liked so much couldn't be that bad, and he knew it. Or at least, as far as his memory went back. He had no basis to compare Greed to, since it wasn't as if his mother spoke often about her exes. That would be a conversation that would just end up in hurt and confusion. So instead of focusing on such a downer thing, Roan found himself giggling when Rox told Greed to behave, warning him not to teach the boy anything that she wouldn't approve of. It was the first time he had truly giggled since he had fallen, and it seemed to ease the pain of the cut on his leg somewhat. It was said that laughter was the best medicine, and even if that wasn't necessarily true in a medical sense, it was certainly enough to distract a young boy from his problems.

As his mother walked off, Roan turned his attention towards Greed, the older male definitely seeming a lot more awkward now that the two of them were alone. Not that the dark furred feline had seemed particularly suave to begin with, but now it was really obvious. It made Roan want to giggle more, but he held himself back, mainly so that he wouldn't hurt the other's feelings. After all, Greed was finally being nice to him now, and it would hardly be good for his mother if her boyfriend and son didn't get along. Listening to what Greed had to say, the tiny draconic feline blinked his blue eyes for a moment before he began to giggle, his voice light as he finally spoke, "Life is fine! My leg hurts a little bit, but aside from that I've been fine. I'm making lots of new friends around here. They like my wings, and my horns. I don't know why they don't have them, but it makes me feel special... I'm glad that mama has a friend like you." Roan didn't quite get the concept of boyfriends and girlfriends just yet. He had heard the basics from the ramblings of older apprentice's gossiping about crushes and their parents, but he still only knew the barest minimum. For the most part, he just assumed that Greed was a close friend of his mother's, whom she trusted enough to watch him.