“Mm. Zuriel too.” Both companions seemed to hold that threshold of pride; though the unicorn would always be far more dignified and pompous than any of them combined. Belial probably wouldn’t leave his alone, and the mare would’ve been a walking sovereign.
Already thinking of negating the entire notion simply on those mental images, he sighed, wondering over the parameters of the birthdays too. It had been a simple thought, not wholly invested because Erebos would be one, and likely not remember it at all (save for the attention), and he didn’t know of Amhran’s opinions of the potential occasion. Sighing low enough to ruffle her crimson locks, he considered. “Likely need to ask Amhran what he would like. I did not intend for a big crowd.” And maybe those were his own flaws and introversion talking; but after so many weeks of traversing back and forth, action after action after action, some days he truly wanted nothing more than to stay home with his family. Not bothered. Not needed. Not hastening off to some other land or tossing idiotic Floods into springs.
His eyes drifted to the top of her head, taking his chin away so one hand could simply ruffle and tousle her hair, watching as some strands stood nearly upright, before maneuvering out of the way, and heading towards the remaining candles. "Were you thinking of anything specific for the region this season?" He would, as per usual, be inclined towards training - no one had opted for trading with them, but there was the possibility of implementing more resources into the expanse itself.
Already thinking of negating the entire notion simply on those mental images, he sighed, wondering over the parameters of the birthdays too. It had been a simple thought, not wholly invested because Erebos would be one, and likely not remember it at all (save for the attention), and he didn’t know of Amhran’s opinions of the potential occasion. Sighing low enough to ruffle her crimson locks, he considered. “Likely need to ask Amhran what he would like. I did not intend for a big crowd.” And maybe those were his own flaws and introversion talking; but after so many weeks of traversing back and forth, action after action after action, some days he truly wanted nothing more than to stay home with his family. Not bothered. Not needed. Not hastening off to some other land or tossing idiotic Floods into springs.
His eyes drifted to the top of her head, taking his chin away so one hand could simply ruffle and tousle her hair, watching as some strands stood nearly upright, before maneuvering out of the way, and heading towards the remaining candles. "Were you thinking of anything specific for the region this season?" He would, as per usual, be inclined towards training - no one had opted for trading with them, but there was the possibility of implementing more resources into the expanse itself.
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
