The white shark remembers the form he took with the boy’s mother all too clearly. A large, elongated serpent, golden and white - just so he could touch every inch of her and that underwater, feeling everything about her. Of course he remembers - and when the son they created in the moment comes before him, he cannot actually be shocked and surprised.
He casually swims closer to the young serpent, all the while elongating into the form he once bore: his tail staying where the white shark once was, the golden serpent examines the black with a proud gleam to his eyes. Not because he is particularly proud of the fact that Aeolus is a deadly predator - but his son is every bit as beautiful now as he is on land, and more, he faced his shifting fears head-on.
Upon turning, the golden serpent playfully rotates around his son’s body, then propels forward, towards the open ocean.
Without a doubt, they’re gonna need larger fish than the ones near the shore.
from the ashes a fire shall be woken
@[Aeolus]