[M] Child of the Flowers [DND]

Janos Russo · 07-04-2011, 10:24 PM

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It was difficult to say exactly why the sunflower was so hard to pull out but if he had to say it was probably because the flower had a great will to survive. It wanted to so badly stay planted in the ground where all could see it, its yellow petals the same blooming color as the sun that gave it its warmth. Other flowers were weaker willed and didn’t stand for something as strong as what the sunflower stood for as well, hence another reason why it was more difficult for this particular flower to be wrested from the soft loam from which it had seeded. Bastion was anything but weak, the flower simply besting him for now. But if something had such a strong tie to life it would be borderline criminal to try to take it down, wouldn’t it? The whine from the cherub drew Janos’s ears forward as he came down towards him and he couldn’t stop that want to smile but it seemed as though his features were forever frozen in this state that he was in right now, unsmiling and to the untrained eye it may even look like he didn’t care, that he was apathetic, but that assumption could not be more wrong. He felt, and he felt very deeply he just seemed to have lost all the joy necessary to smile. He was starting to get back that joy since he had been with his master but still the smile would not come.

His ears perked up as the small cherub seemed to be so happy that he showed up and hearing the yip from him made an answering call come from the male. Seeing the arms reaching up to him, he reached down to gather the other up into his arms, holding Bastion tightly against his tall form, hugging him tightly, his muscular form holding the smaller male snugly against his muscles that had been built over time and through many of his own tribulations. Hearing the words, he loosened his hold over the other, looking at the sunflower before he gave a little tilt of his head and stepped closer towards the flower, reaching up to grab hold of the delicate head of the flower, pulling it down so that Bastion could reach it. ”It certainly is big. It’s bigger than I am too. It’s a sunflower. Have you heard of them before?” He asked Bastion with the ease in his voice that could only be found whenever he was speaking to the cherub. No one else would get such quiet, easy-going words from the large, scarred male. No, only those who had proven themselves worthy to be above him were able to have such quiet words. But Bastion was different for in the tone of voice directed at him there was not only the softness of Janos but there was also a great sense of respect and adoration there as well.

He released the flower if Bastion didn’t want to look at it anymore before he heard the question and it made him turn his head down towards him, shaking his head lightly. Backing up a few steps, he made to sit down, taking the cherub down with him to sit on his lap as he looked up at the sunflowers and the blue sky beyond. ”No, I’m not working. I got concerned when I didn’t know where you went off to and I followed your scent out to here. Is there something wrong with that?”He asked his master, his brand prickling with the fear that he had done something wrong that would displease his master even if he didn’t mean to be such a bad puppy. He just wanted to be with his master just as any loyal hound wanted. He wanted to be able to wake up in the morning and find his owner there beside him and he wanted to be able to have the other close to him so that way he could better protect him and take care of him in the off chance that something went wrong. And walking out of Salsola territory without him was a good way to make the slender male go crazy with worry. But he had found his other half and was able to rest easily. He reached over to place a gentle lick against Bastion’s head, looking at him with gentle eyes.

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