Ugh, labor pains...

Lurid had smiled seeing his sleeping form, and sighed softly before rousing him. Waiting outside for the tiny pup, the Amarix queen looked up with holographic white and lavender gaze holding more of the purple hue thanks to the darkness. It made her heartbroken look that much more convincing, and she knew it. Not that there was anything false about how she felt hurting him, but inside she was celebrating her victory and cheering a job-well-done. Seeing his excitement fade as he realized only she had returned, watching the confusion wash over his face damn near melted her. The monster took a deep breath as he said her name questioningly, preparing answers long ago to questions he would have. She had not expected the boy to misunderstand her expressive intent, what he saw was only sadness and he wished to soothe it. Comforting her when it would soon be him who fell apart. There was a sick joy in her work, watching the boy's confidence falter, a little of reality setting in as the silence thickened and she searched for words to say. He was her son, after all, and she did not wish to hurt him any more than was necessary.

What she hadn't expected was emotion to cloud her voice, or for a quiver to be in her dual vocals as she spoke softly and whispered simultaneously. "Kichi-love..." The murderess started gently, pulling him into the plush of her chest, holding him close and bracing him. "Sometimes...things...don't go the way we want them to." A blatant lie, things had gone exactly as she had wanted them to, and she was proud of it. She wouldn't show her little one that, however. He was far too precious to her for that blight to hang over him. Even if he eventually forgot this, or blocked it out somehow. Her execution had been flawless, and it had led her here. For a moment she considered how wrong it was to bask in the boy's grief, but it wouldn't last too long. She gave a gentle lick in matronly fashion to the boy before continuing, "Your mother and father, they," she huffed as she put real emotion into her act, while she may not have even had to, "they just wouldn't listen...I told them to wait, it wasn't safe yet. Oh, my little love, it was awful...I couldn't keep them safe..." Her words were thick with emotion as one would expect them to be when a friend had just died in front of them. Lurid swallowed hard, holding the boy to her.

It was drawing closer to finale time, and Lurid would rather break the news now than wait for his reaction to grow any worse than it already was. "Kichi...I am so sorry...I tried my best." She moved to hold him, to comfort him the best she could. How did one comfort when they were used to dealing pain? It ate at her that she had to hurt him this way, but they had to go. They were destroying the boy, making him soft. He may only be a few weeks old, but he should have been training to fight. His mother had refused her offers repetitively, well, no longer. Now she could raise him as she saw fit, without having to worry about the pair weakening him any further with their ineptitude.