03-26-2011, 05:51 PM
ooc: End thread! =)
IC:
Never one to deny Mother's love, Scorpius nodded as she offered to take him back to the den. It would have been far more impressive if the pup were to decline and insist on walking on his own, but this was not Scorpius's way, yet, and he was still young enough to prefer his mother's version of affection over pride. When she offered, he made a little hop to help himself into her arms.
As they headed back to the den the boy finally began to calm. With his wounds tended to and Naniko now there to protect him he fell into a sort of half sleep as they passed through the hallways. Sleepily, he wondered about what Naniko had said and what she meant by it. Harlowe... pushed him in? Never. They were brothers, why would he do that? Still, Scorpius couldn't shake that nagging feeling as he tried to remember the moment just before he flew into the blaze. And he thought, perhaps, that he had felt a hand press into his side just before he felt the stinging bite of the fire...
The need for restorative sleep overcame the pup before they crossed into Naniko's den, and the boy had slipped into fitful dreams of demonic brothers and fire monsters before he was even out of his mother's arms.
IC:
Never one to deny Mother's love, Scorpius nodded as she offered to take him back to the den. It would have been far more impressive if the pup were to decline and insist on walking on his own, but this was not Scorpius's way, yet, and he was still young enough to prefer his mother's version of affection over pride. When she offered, he made a little hop to help himself into her arms.
As they headed back to the den the boy finally began to calm. With his wounds tended to and Naniko now there to protect him he fell into a sort of half sleep as they passed through the hallways. Sleepily, he wondered about what Naniko had said and what she meant by it. Harlowe... pushed him in? Never. They were brothers, why would he do that? Still, Scorpius couldn't shake that nagging feeling as he tried to remember the moment just before he flew into the blaze. And he thought, perhaps, that he had felt a hand press into his side just before he felt the stinging bite of the fire...
The need for restorative sleep overcame the pup before they crossed into Naniko's den, and the boy had slipped into fitful dreams of demonic brothers and fire monsters before he was even out of his mother's arms.