ardent

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Zell

Somnium

age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
29
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
175
player
Dragon Mod

1KFamousTreat 2019
07-01-2018, 10:30 AM


He had left the meeting. And after the meeting, Frost had followed him. Though Zell was at the point where he just didn't care, so after that he altered his course to avoid anyone else trying to follow him. He had been in an incredibly bad mood for a long time, and he mostly blamed Faite for it. She left him alone with kids who didn't seem to appreciate him, and he in fact, felt like they hated him. Or at least...felt like Torin hated him. His more serious minded son seemed to prefer to stick up for some brat that wasn't even related to them, only taken in by Faite out of pity. It had irritated him to no end, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. While some (if not all) of his kids accepted her, Zell didn't have to. Family was a special thing to him. His kids didn't know what had happened to his family, and they likely never would.

He was passing by when the sound of coughing and sniffling pulled him from his thoughts, the male pausing for a moment to listen. Everyone else was at the meeting so who...? Wait, wasn't one of that rainbow brats kids not at the meeting? He didn't know the name of the pup, didn't particularly ever care to learn their names, and despite his very strong dislike for Jewell, he didn't have anything against the pups. They didn't have to pay for Jewell's incompetence. And despite the girls failed attempt at threatening him to stay away from her kids, why the fuck would he listen when something was clearly wrong?

Groaning, he almost decided against checking on whoever it was and just going on his way. For all he knew, that brat would try to get Torin to punish him. But ultimately, Zell didn't care. If Torin wanted to listen to Jewell's every command, so be it. This kid obviously didn't sound well, and Zell's parental instinct was kicking in. Ignoring the thoughts against it, he approached the den and peered in. He could smell the girl, but in her scent was that of an oncoming fever. Well, that's not good.... "Hey kid, you alright?" Obviously she wasn't, but he figured he should ask anyway.


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