03-06-2020, 06:53 AM
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IM JUST A SOUL WHOSE INTENTIONS ARE GOOD -
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[OOC: ]
The camp was probably the best choice, Kydobi had been in the process of telling a couple NPCs to head to Alithis and return with some prey. However the buzz of Astiar’s wings had caught his attention slightly. Of course the scent of his son completely and utterly grasped it.
It was a scent he couldn’t ever forget, from their first encounter to now. His firstborn son was dear to his heart. In fact his firstborns would always be a little extra special. They were the ones who opened his heart to a wonderful type of love. A love where he was content just giving.
He raised his eyebrows as his heart nearly stopped. He was happy to see Piers, always happy. But he was terrified of the idea that Astiar has snatched him from Tanglewood.
Quickly he dismissed the group and padded over in a hurried manner to greet his son. The stench of illness overwhelmed him and he pinned his ears back.
Worry was clouding his eyes and he looked around, his body crouched down to nuzzle his poor child.
“Piers my son.. are you okay? What happened?”, was he so neglected in Tanglewood? Was it his fault? Because the boy was Kydobi’s son? The jaguar swallowed a lump in his throat.
“You’re okay.. you’re okay my sweet little boy.” Kydobi would move to pull him into his grasp, “Medic! We need a medic now!”
Things were wrong. But the relief of finally being able to hold his child without harm threatening him was wonderful. He had a good feeling his little boy was going to stay. And dear god all Kydobi could think about was how much he loved him.
[sub][W]isker[/sub]
♕tags-powers♕
[OOC: ]
The camp was probably the best choice, Kydobi had been in the process of telling a couple NPCs to head to Alithis and return with some prey. However the buzz of Astiar’s wings had caught his attention slightly. Of course the scent of his son completely and utterly grasped it.
It was a scent he couldn’t ever forget, from their first encounter to now. His firstborn son was dear to his heart. In fact his firstborns would always be a little extra special. They were the ones who opened his heart to a wonderful type of love. A love where he was content just giving.
He raised his eyebrows as his heart nearly stopped. He was happy to see Piers, always happy. But he was terrified of the idea that Astiar has snatched him from Tanglewood.
Quickly he dismissed the group and padded over in a hurried manner to greet his son. The stench of illness overwhelmed him and he pinned his ears back.
Worry was clouding his eyes and he looked around, his body crouched down to nuzzle his poor child.
“Piers my son.. are you okay? What happened?”, was he so neglected in Tanglewood? Was it his fault? Because the boy was Kydobi’s son? The jaguar swallowed a lump in his throat.
“You’re okay.. you’re okay my sweet little boy.” Kydobi would move to pull him into his grasp, “Medic! We need a medic now!”
Things were wrong. But the relief of finally being able to hold his child without harm threatening him was wonderful. He had a good feeling his little boy was going to stay. And dear god all Kydobi could think about was how much he loved him.