The Ties That Bind
Resin
01-08-2021, 09:29 PM
Artorias must have been heavily distracted. By what, the woman didn't know. She sat off to the side, her ashen form obscured by shadow, and she watched. The maned fae observed the motions of her child as he went through the paces of a mock battle. She admired his dedication. Of all the children, Artorias was the most determined. Of all of them, he was the most like her. Once he seemed to finish, the crow complimented him. Obsidian ears perked and Resin rose, moving forward into the open once the blue boy began to drink. "Well done. You've come a long way." Each day he patrolled with her and after that he trained of his own volition. She was proud of him and the time and effort that he'd put in truly showed. Time was flying by and the pups were all growing. Some grew like weeds. Others grew like sturdy oaks. Coming up beside Artorias, Resin lowered her own muzzle to the pool, slaking her thirst with a few long sips. "What's on your mind?" Raising her head, the woman flicked clinging droplets of water away with her dusty blue tongue before seating herself. She fixed the boy with her singular sulfur eye and waited. All of her attention belonged to him for the time being. "Speech"
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