a battery of guilt | weekly task

[wormwood.]

☆ 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 —

I didn't teach her anything, I just tried to draw out her instinct. Although Ivan's statement made sense, Aurum still couldn't help but feel fairly impressed. After all, the boy didn't have the same instincts that a young eaglet might have, and it Tom research and time to figure out the best way to approach such a problem. The lion had never doubted that Ivan would take such time to do things right. After all, his nephew was exceedingly smart, and although he could sometimes come off as a bit snooty, Aurum was sure he would go on to do great things, just as his father and mother had. Curling his tail around his paws, Aurum eyed the avian gliding lazy circles in the sky before he spoke again, smiling, "Still... you did a good job. Most wouldn't expect the thing to last more than a week under the care of someone your age, especially with her mutations." Although he knew mutations were far from a death sentence – after all, he wasn't dead – he knew that they could be difficult to cope with, and it wasn't as if he knew what it was like to have a second head. It made sense to him that the heads bickered and fought, although that did cause the proxy to wonder – did both heads have separate brains? Did they think and act differently? Ivan seemed to imply so, and that was even more impressive.

When the discussion of naming came up, Aurum looked between both Ivan and Vignere, nodding a bit as he listened. Although he could definitely see both their points, the male felt the need to speak up, mumbling, "I realize she isn't a pet, but... naming her could still be useful. Ideally you want her to continue to learn how to live on her own, right? A name, once she's acquainted with it, could be an easy way to get her to come to you. In case of danger, or you needing her for something. Although I understand if you haven't come up with anything good yet. Naming can be difficult." When he'd been forced to name his children on his own, the entire process had been somewhat saved by him having Draekon's siblings to think of and name his cubs after. However, not all of them had been named after Draekon's siblings, and thus he had to think of some names on his own. While he was quite happy with all of the names he had picked now, he could still remember the long nights spent pacing around trying to think of names before the children came. Naming the little two headed bird probably wasn't quite as major as naming a litter of cubs, but he could definitely understand the worry in choosing the wrong name, or feeling that a name was wrong.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.