wind in the willows
04-13-2017, 10:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-13-2017, 10:08 AM by Amon.)
Amon did not love much in the world, save for his children. In each of them he saw a unique light, a destiny grander than his own, just as Amon had been more grandiose than his father. It would go on and on, and he felt a very personal strength in that. As so, he swelled a bit as he regarded Lilith. She was such a vibrant youth, and so incredibly intelligent. She gave him a respectful greeting, tone peaceful, a gentle smile; playing the finely-tuned game with practiced precision. Her answer was concise, but informative, he reflected while appreciating her brevity. He was glad to see she was being productive, even as he was beginning to supervise them less and less in their daily adventures. "Nightshade, hmm?" He could only imagine the uses she would have for it. He let out a dry chuckle. "Don't kill any of your siblings. Or Seth," he added on, eyeing her through slits. "Your Aunt seems to enjoy wrangling the unwilling, maybe you might ask her for a but of help in finding... subjects," he said, preserving what delicacy he could, even as a glinting smile sat on his lips. She asked about his day, and Amon practically purred. A low rumble, a thoughtful noise, echoed out from the depths of his chest. "Uneventful, I'm afraid. This land doesn't hold my interest, and I grow tired of bumping into curs around every bend." He spat. This place was pretty enough, but old scent trails littered the area, and he knew it would not be long before another mortal mongrel came along to piss on his day. "Where do you suppose we should head next?" He asked her in an even tone, a spark of interest lighting in his eye. He was taking great pleasure in testing his children's analytical skills. Simple questions such as this could tell him a variety of things about their familiarity with the land and decision making skills as well. Of course, he schooled his face into a neutral mask, waiting to see what Lilith might have to say. |
Amon is prone to foul language, insulting comments, and the occasional act of violence.
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!
