And if I'm flying solo...At least I'm flying free
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He knew, like it was some kind of psychic knowledge as soon as that voice had come from the borders that it was his mother that had to answer it. But she seemed unwilling to stand back up now that she had sat down. In an uncharacteristic display of noise and movement the small boy growled at her and grabbed hold of ashen fur, tugging on it,

"Mother, answer!" He had to repeat himself several times before she warily listened to him, she was slowly learning that when Honrin got his 'funny feelings' he was often right about something, speaking of which. The ivory boy dashed back inside whilst Jace held the door open ready to depart, her voice floated after him as he returned quickly with Keldava in tow, she was to come as well he felt. Their journey to the borders was somewhat fun and he got to spend a little one on one time with his most distant sister which the both of them were grateful for. When they finally did reach the woman they were supposed to the boy hung back, letting his mother and sister receive the attention from this Wretch girl that his mother fawned over like she was a long lost sister or relative. He even ignored the shadows and lights and images to watch over the three of them.

When his name was called he came forwards and sat next to his mother's leg, looking up at the tall luperci with a small grin, the most he had shown anybody that was not his father, mother or sisters. "Namaste" His eerily adult voice came from a small body with adult amber eyes to match. His hatred of being small flared up inside his chest and he ignored that a well, soon he would be old enough to shift and he would be able to stand tall like everyone else, how he longed for that day.


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