A Match Into Water

Enlil had been on the hunt for nothing else but his beloved butterflies. The child had a fascination with the insects, as well as the other creatures in the world. Enlil was starting to wonder if there was a place for his curious nature within the pack, if his thirst for knowledge could prove useful in it’s own way. Maybe he could talk to his mama about it? He felt hope in his heart and excitement for the future. There was so much he had to look forward to, same as his siblings, and together he was sure they were all going to make Ivalice into something great.

That was when Enlil heard the sounds of someone spitting something out. He lifted his head, gaze falling on Afrit. He grinned, glad to see his sister about, and started towards her… only to pause when he saw what she had spat out. A butterfly. Enlil’s heart went out to the creature, covered in slobber and unfortunately meeting it’s demise. The little boy padded over to it, gaze shifting from butterfly to his sister as tears welled up in his eyes. “We… we’ve gotta bury it!” Enlil let out a soft whine. He wasn’t sure why he was getting so upset… something about death of the creatures he loved deeply affected him. Sure they were small… but…