He was still a bit hesitant to do this, but he tried not to let it show much. He really was excited to leave the island with his father. One day he would be able to fly it himself.
His eyes caught so eagerly on every little thing, just like Kali's had when he took her to explore the island. And all the smells! So many new smells. And strangers, and strange trees, strange land, strange grasses. He could've walked forever just drinking in all the new sights, but a bump against his shoulder tugged his attention back to Father. He jerked his head, gesturing to this place they were approaching with trees all spaced out and a snaking river twisting through it.
Kharon grinned and easily walked with as much confidence as his father did with his young shoulders nice and square, and his head high. They really were stunning. Impossibly attractive.
"What about her?" A sleek and slender black, the blackest he'd ever seen, and his eyes brightened. But... He frowned briefly, then he laughed. She's more interested in you, he thought to him, glancing away to look elsewhere. This was going to be a little strange if they all only wanted his fabulously intriguing father. Kharon still had his shiny medallion but that was nothing to a body made entirely of the attractive metal.
"Oooh, or what about her? She's cute" A sweet golden with stark-white hair. He'd never seen one like that before, and it was almost a good idea, but no. She was nothing to his Kylin, and he was shaking his head silently.
Father pointed out another, a thick girl with more muscle than he had. Kharon snorted at his father's thoughts. He supposed Dad would probably have to be careful with the delicate ones, huh? And she certainly seemed to be interested in fulfilling whatever wicked promises were being shared in their expressions. But, even still, she didn't hold Dad's attention for long and he was turning to point out another one.
Kharon immediately realized he'd been wrong before. This one was definitely the blackest black he'd ever seen. Rich and so dark with strange orange hair and a pair of wings like him. That alone was interesting, since baby Badden was the only other one with wings that he knew. And the dragon prince, but he wasn't around. He hoped it wasn't telling in some way that he didn't have a clue how to use his. Talk about embarrassing. "Or we can keep looking. What do you think?"
"Maybe her," he said hesitantly, a little absently as he got momentarily lost in those eyes of hers. His wings fluffed almost naturally, instinctively wanting to look bigger than his young and slender body allowed him. He hoped this one wasn't completely distracted with Father as he walked closer with an easy smile. Considering her eyes never left his, though. That was probably a good start. She had a way of making the world disappear, and he gravitated so naturally to her.
His eyes couldn't seem to tear away from hers, and his wings lifted from his sides just a bit, fanning out just a little. A tease, and wanting her to match it, to show him her naked sides beneath. He didn't even say anything, not a damn thing, as he slowly started to circle her. Those gray eyes, just a little brighter, just a little edgy with something new, finally tore away from hers to wander over her figure appreciatively. Bold, so confident. He was beautiful like his father, and she would see it.
He forgot everything else. Just for a while, there was only her.