05-06-2020, 05:43 PM
GHAUL
i can take you there, but baby, you won't make it back
Unlike most monsters, it seemed, Ghaul continued to roost in the same kingdom since the day he emerged into this world. He has only ever stayed away by force and every second away was spent dreaming of red clay cliffs. No one could pry him from this land forever. If Wolfbane terrorized his home the way he does Lilliana, the Pangeans would have put him down like a rabid dog. But this is not the case and so the hellborn king does not understand her predicament.
Yadigar visibly brightens when he returns his smile but he manages to contain that wild, youthful energy as he remains beside his father. The small boy offers a short chirp of delight before quieting. Ghaul laughs softly when she explains that Draco had taken her from Taiga, though he’s rather surprised his brother didn’t inform him beforehand. Normally they shared all their intentions and schemes with one another. Perhaps there is a growing rift between them, now that their children require so much of their time? The thought makes him frown briefly before he looks to Yadigar.
“Sometimes, we snatch people like Lilli so they have to come visit us. But we do not harm them unless there is reason to,” he explains while the boy looks up at him, eyes wide as he nods in understanding. “Do not harm,” he repeats to commit the lesson to memory.
He turns back to her when she speaks his name. Her words confuse him and this much is evident in the way he stares at her for a short while. Let him go? Ghaul had served his year and returned home months ago. There is a quiet clicking as he rolls her question back and forth across his mind.
“I do not understand. I returned home in the autumn,” he says, retracing the timeline carefully in his thoughts. “Was I to stay a second year?”
The fledgling looks from his father to Lilliana, then back to Ghaul as he tries to make sense of the conversation. The elder gives a short gibbering to the boy that sends him skittering back from the direction they came, back to his mother and the nest where his siblings nap. Gar is too young to learn harsher lessons in life just yet and it would suit Ghaul just fine if he never learned them at all.
“Your temperature is rising. Explain.”
Yadigar visibly brightens when he returns his smile but he manages to contain that wild, youthful energy as he remains beside his father. The small boy offers a short chirp of delight before quieting. Ghaul laughs softly when she explains that Draco had taken her from Taiga, though he’s rather surprised his brother didn’t inform him beforehand. Normally they shared all their intentions and schemes with one another. Perhaps there is a growing rift between them, now that their children require so much of their time? The thought makes him frown briefly before he looks to Yadigar.
“Sometimes, we snatch people like Lilli so they have to come visit us. But we do not harm them unless there is reason to,” he explains while the boy looks up at him, eyes wide as he nods in understanding. “Do not harm,” he repeats to commit the lesson to memory.
He turns back to her when she speaks his name. Her words confuse him and this much is evident in the way he stares at her for a short while. Let him go? Ghaul had served his year and returned home months ago. There is a quiet clicking as he rolls her question back and forth across his mind.
“I do not understand. I returned home in the autumn,” he says, retracing the timeline carefully in his thoughts. “Was I to stay a second year?”
The fledgling looks from his father to Lilliana, then back to Ghaul as he tries to make sense of the conversation. The elder gives a short gibbering to the boy that sends him skittering back from the direction they came, back to his mother and the nest where his siblings nap. Gar is too young to learn harsher lessons in life just yet and it would suit Ghaul just fine if he never learned them at all.
“Your temperature is rising. Explain.”