03-23-2020, 11:27 PM
☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —
Body having already been tensed and ready to leap into the sea should he need to grab Simon and rescue him, Aurum found himself jumping slightly when Caustic walked to stand beside him. He blinked at the wolf for a moment before he slowly nodded, feeling no more at ease than he had before, the scientist's presence only serving to put him more on edge. The tigon didn't trust Caustic in a normal scenario, so around the precuous children that Aurum knew to be family? He would've been ready to rip the male's throat out, if it wasn't for the fact that he knew Caustic had no interest in harming the young – at least not that he had demonstrated thus far. The proxy opened his mouth to speak, perhaps to tell Caustic that he didn't know much of his sister's late child, but he was interrupted by the sound of Simon's voice, the boy defending himself before giggling at the waves that surrounded and enveloped him. In spite of the sigh that left him at Simon's words, the angel found himself smiling, mumbling softly, "I know you're just playing, but the water can be dangerous, especially if the waves grow too strong..." Aurum's parental tone was coming out, amplified only further by the soft and feminine lilt of his voice in his current form, making him sound extremely motherly.
It was after this that Simon introduced himself, sounding downright delighted at the opportunity to announce his presence and status as Moth's child. Aurum glanced at Caustic for a moment, to see if he would respond, before he rumbled to Simon, voice strong above the waves, "I'm Aurum. I'm your mother's brother, and your uncle." His attention was then pulled away from introductions by the arrival of Winston, his usually silent nephew arriving quietly as always, but also speaking in a soft but firm tone. The admonishing nature was enough to make even the proxy wince a bit, knowing full well he probably would've felt awful had he ever heard that tone directed at him from Poet. Or rather, how Poet would've felt receiving that tone from him, considering he had been the older sibling in that scenario. Either way, the tigon found himself shooting the boy a grateful look, glad that someone Simon's own age was attempting to drive some sense into him – considering it might've meant more.
The last to arrive was Alaric, the new tabby receiving a short nod when he came up on Aurum's opposite side from Caustic. He also spoke with reason, causing the larger of the two felines to smile faintly, adding on to Alaric's words afterwards, "He is right, you know. You're young, and your muscles haven't fully developed yet. If you really wanted to go swimming, it would've been best to have an adult with you. Someone who can fight against the tide and make sure you're safe." Aurum knew very well that children could be rambunctious, and there was a chance Simon would care very little about any of their words, but he could at least try. He had promised Moth he would watch over her children, after all.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
#psychosocial.It was after this that Simon introduced himself, sounding downright delighted at the opportunity to announce his presence and status as Moth's child. Aurum glanced at Caustic for a moment, to see if he would respond, before he rumbled to Simon, voice strong above the waves, "I'm Aurum. I'm your mother's brother, and your uncle." His attention was then pulled away from introductions by the arrival of Winston, his usually silent nephew arriving quietly as always, but also speaking in a soft but firm tone. The admonishing nature was enough to make even the proxy wince a bit, knowing full well he probably would've felt awful had he ever heard that tone directed at him from Poet. Or rather, how Poet would've felt receiving that tone from him, considering he had been the older sibling in that scenario. Either way, the tigon found himself shooting the boy a grateful look, glad that someone Simon's own age was attempting to drive some sense into him – considering it might've meant more.
The last to arrive was Alaric, the new tabby receiving a short nod when he came up on Aurum's opposite side from Caustic. He also spoke with reason, causing the larger of the two felines to smile faintly, adding on to Alaric's words afterwards, "He is right, you know. You're young, and your muscles haven't fully developed yet. If you really wanted to go swimming, it would've been best to have an adult with you. Someone who can fight against the tide and make sure you're safe." Aurum knew very well that children could be rambunctious, and there was a chance Simon would care very little about any of their words, but he could at least try. He had promised Moth he would watch over her children, after all.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
— Reggan