02-12-2012, 03:32 PM
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With patience he waited for her to approach him, carrying the sling she used to transport the children around rather than let them run around everywhere as Io would have done. He almost frowned at thoughts of the white and red woman but managed to hold his expression in check, for he did not want to ruin this first proper meeting with Xyza. She had taken it upon herself to look after children that were not her own, that were of his blood, that warmed him considerably towards her. That she did it with such obvious relish and caring only softened him more. His own foreign accented voice rang out softly
"Eet es a welcome distraction, thank you Xyza." A small smile now drifted onto his scarred face. The only article of clothing he wore was the tool belt around his waist so all of his many scars and wounds were bare for everyone to see, he carried the majority of them with pride but some held a darker and more twisted origin such as the claw marks across his cheek that had been put there by his own daughter. Idly he wondered where she was, she was usually around Xyza as far as he knew.
Surprised at the ridiculous outfit his son had been dressed in the Spanish men let out a guffaw of laughter and reached forwards to take the grumpy looking puppy. Jandro glared as he got no help from his father regarding the silly suit and sulked,
"Ahh yes, lookee he is so handsome, mi hijo." Fondness and love burned in his moon white eyes as he looked upon the only child of himself and Io. A quick peek at Xyza revealed that Dymtr was still sleeping and seemed unwilling to awaken anytime soon.
"Ah theek theese shall be enough." He cradled the child in his arms such a skill it could only come from much experience. Jandro was the same dual toned brown as he was although his markings were different. At the words of going back in the sling Jandro began to wriggle and bark to be put down so the Spaniard obliged him, and the chubby child dashed around the two adults legs tugging at their fur where and when he pleased. With no Io here to shout at him he was free to act as he pleased.
With patience he waited for her to approach him, carrying the sling she used to transport the children around rather than let them run around everywhere as Io would have done. He almost frowned at thoughts of the white and red woman but managed to hold his expression in check, for he did not want to ruin this first proper meeting with Xyza. She had taken it upon herself to look after children that were not her own, that were of his blood, that warmed him considerably towards her. That she did it with such obvious relish and caring only softened him more. His own foreign accented voice rang out softly
"Eet es a welcome distraction, thank you Xyza." A small smile now drifted onto his scarred face. The only article of clothing he wore was the tool belt around his waist so all of his many scars and wounds were bare for everyone to see, he carried the majority of them with pride but some held a darker and more twisted origin such as the claw marks across his cheek that had been put there by his own daughter. Idly he wondered where she was, she was usually around Xyza as far as he knew.
Surprised at the ridiculous outfit his son had been dressed in the Spanish men let out a guffaw of laughter and reached forwards to take the grumpy looking puppy. Jandro glared as he got no help from his father regarding the silly suit and sulked,
"Ahh yes, lookee he is so handsome, mi hijo." Fondness and love burned in his moon white eyes as he looked upon the only child of himself and Io. A quick peek at Xyza revealed that Dymtr was still sleeping and seemed unwilling to awaken anytime soon.
"Ah theek theese shall be enough." He cradled the child in his arms such a skill it could only come from much experience. Jandro was the same dual toned brown as he was although his markings were different. At the words of going back in the sling Jandro began to wriggle and bark to be put down so the Spaniard obliged him, and the chubby child dashed around the two adults legs tugging at their fur where and when he pleased. With no Io here to shout at him he was free to act as he pleased.