Signs

Rain looked over the man who towered over his father, and kept his eyes on the ground. “H-hello sir.” He said nervously, his ears pulled back in a show of submission like his father had taught him. He stayed toward his father’s flank, unconsciously shielding himself from the larger male with his father’s body.

“I had him hide, in case I would be turned away.”His father explained to his elder. The way his father looked at the strange male made him feel uneasy, only he had known his father long enough to detect the silent admiration passing between the two males, and only he knew how uncomfortably foreign such a look was. His father had always been diplomatic and firm, now he looked as though the man had been touched by the gods themselves. Was this what a grandfather was? He supposed, it was, seeing as he was his father’s father. Did he look at his own father the same way? He supposed he did.

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