05-04-2017, 06:01 PM
Sandy brown eyes stare up at the man who likes to talk, talk, talk. About him and 'his'. His purple-tipped ears flick forward though, when he says he might be called Baddie. He frowns, snorting softly, and looking down for a moment. Mom and Rossi call him that. He doesn't mind the nickname. Likes it, actually. But just now, it's another reminder that they are gone. And he is here without them. Not alone, though, not anymore. Even if the shiny man says he is again, and reminds him his parents aren't around. His feathers ruffle of their own volition, causing him to look back at them and curl them tighter to his body.
The man continues on, this time telling him about his kids. Oh, well at least there are others on this island around his age. That might be kinda cool, he guesses. He perks up again to hear more about them and his proposition of caring for him til his family comes back. Until. Not in case. Not never. His tummy rumbles again. He is really hungry. And his people sound kind of alright. Especially since Kharon and Kylin are purplish too, and Kharon has wings. And twins.. he doesn't know what that means, but it sounded like a cool thing to be maybe. Looking up at the man, he nods and grunts as he stands up.
Dang, he's tired, though, and has to flutter his wings a bit to maintain balance for a moment. Ugh, embarrassing. Grimacing slightly, he shuffles out of the cave and stretches his legs, extending those red and violet wings before tucking them back around him. "It's okay to call me Baddie." He clarifies, realizing he hadn't before. "Where is home? Do we have to leave the island?" Is it far? He doesn't think he'd like to go far, especially not away from Ischia. Because then how would his mom ever find him? But he is careful to keep the worry from his voice, attempting to be more curious. Besides, if he was taken away somewhere, surely he could find his way back. Mom told him about the bridge and a little about the other lands, though not much. He would have to admit he hadn't listened very closely at the time. Hadn't had to contemplate the true size of the world before. Now, though..
The man continues on, this time telling him about his kids. Oh, well at least there are others on this island around his age. That might be kinda cool, he guesses. He perks up again to hear more about them and his proposition of caring for him til his family comes back. Until. Not in case. Not never. His tummy rumbles again. He is really hungry. And his people sound kind of alright. Especially since Kharon and Kylin are purplish too, and Kharon has wings. And twins.. he doesn't know what that means, but it sounded like a cool thing to be maybe. Looking up at the man, he nods and grunts as he stands up.
Dang, he's tired, though, and has to flutter his wings a bit to maintain balance for a moment. Ugh, embarrassing. Grimacing slightly, he shuffles out of the cave and stretches his legs, extending those red and violet wings before tucking them back around him. "It's okay to call me Baddie." He clarifies, realizing he hadn't before. "Where is home? Do we have to leave the island?" Is it far? He doesn't think he'd like to go far, especially not away from Ischia. Because then how would his mom ever find him? But he is careful to keep the worry from his voice, attempting to be more curious. Besides, if he was taken away somewhere, surely he could find his way back. Mom told him about the bridge and a little about the other lands, though not much. He would have to admit he hadn't listened very closely at the time. Hadn't had to contemplate the true size of the world before. Now, though..