What Have We Learned? [Amon Kiddos]

OOC: I just wanted to check back in with everyone, and I'm sorry I haven't been around as much lately. This thread is meant to reconnect Amon's first litter and check in with all of you to see who's still interested in playing them! Re-adopts may be on the horizon for disappeared members, and if you feel your kiddo is too much for consistency right now, just let me know! Either way, Im well aware I can't be on as much right now either, so if there are some extenuating circumstances, I'm always down to discuss!


Amon was comfortable with the knowledge that Naamah was more than capable of protecting their pups, but that did not make him itch any less to return to them. He had ranged far that day in the hopes of finding any trace of his eldest children's scents. Astaroth had come to see them leave the den, and both Uvall and Archon had met Pyralis' brood. Beyond that? Well, the Titan was more than a bit disappointed.

He slunk through this murky forest with a sour slouch to his gait, bordering on the line of dejection. Was this fatherly sentimentality which had him feeling this way, or did he have real reason to be upset? He himself had ranged far and wide when he came of age, with a thirst to conquer. Did his children strike out with that same domineering drive? Or were they merely absent? He supposed that would all co e down to what they had to show for it.

He paused his trek and tipped his head back to let loose a long, drawn out howl. The haunt notes rang through the trees, and the mist which was beginning to flow through the evening's growing darkness. It would be familiar to them, if they had only the sense to listen. He stopped, and he waited.