It was funny how each of the women in his life loathed his very existence. Krone he could understand but Sabra, what the hell did she care. She wanted this. Wanted him to fuck her then leave her. How unfortunate their fates will ever be intertwined with a linked bloodline, for her...
When he had returned to the sands of Ischia the monsoon had just been nearing. Nyxa and him had seeked shelter quickly but he couldn't help but wonder where Krone had found safety. He had known her to be with child, his child, and his concern reached for both of them. Unknowing that there were actually three to worry for.
When the cave entrance collapsed, trapping him and Nyxa inside, they had waited for storm to pass before he cleared a passage for their escape. Scrapes littered their bodies but otherwise they were fine.
Shortly upon exiting, the extent of the damage was made known and he quickly took to the skies. Vast expanse of lavender feather gripped the wind currents and lifted him high above the battered island. He had searched the cliffs first, then the beaches. Calling out for her even though he knew she would not answer. Most likely she had hid away in some fox hole so he'd never find her and their children. But he was determined and she hated him for that, he was positive...
A light racket was heard by his lavender ears deep within the isles jungles. Treacherous mudslides from the spring storm had cleared paths in the dense foilage. He flew towards the sound of child-like voices, not knowing there to be any others born recently. Instinct draws him down from the skies. Landing along the muddy path of fallen trees. Small plant species were just beginning to take hold of the rich soils. He stands at the base of an incline to listen again... Look... It was a voice he knew well.
Silver-hazel eyes look up to find the earth and emerald mare just breaching the crest of the hill. Engaged in conversation enough that she hadn't noticed him. Not yet. "Krone!" He calls up to her to make himself known. "Krone... I've been looking everywhere for you. Ar...Are you ok?" His wings ruffle at his sides as he makes his way up the hill. Only when he nears the top does he see not one, but two small faces peering down at him as well. Taken by surprise he stops with a jerk of his head. Nostrils flare as his ears perk forwards, then twist back in uncertainty. What he sees can't be denied, even with a fluttered blink of his eyes. Yep, still two. One much like mom and one a hint of him. His lips curl into a grin, "Well this is a pleasant surprise."
@[Krone] I had this all evil diabolical entrance and then... He went all mooshy on me wth XD