Mini Mes

The day had finally come! After weeks of watching their children play, explore, and grow, they were finally big enough to go outside. No longer would the curious little faces at the door be disappointed whenever he and Manea went out. Now they could come along with them and the prospect thrilled and terrified Alastor. The overprotective father in him wanted to only shelter his little fireflies from all the sins and pain of a cruel and unworthy world. But the repressed child in him wanted nothing more than to take his son and daughter out to run through the prairies, swim in rivers and lakes, see the world that belonged to them! And today would be their first steps into dominating their world.

It was the start of winter. Alastor could smell the chill of frost in the air that seeped into the warmth of their den from the outside world. The rains had stopped, a fortunate turn of events, though he half expected to find snow outside early in the season. It was early morning when he and Manea awoke, the dark brute taking a few moments of lovingly stare at the two bundles of hyperactive fluff nestled up snug as could be between their parents. He looked back up to his wife with a wide grin and gleaming eyes, watching as she nudged their greatest achievements once her ravens had given her the all clear. There were sleepy puppy yawns and confused looks from both children, but the second Manea mentioned going outside, it was like a switch had flipped, and both of them were scrambling over one another for the door, Saracyn barking like a happy little maniac. Alastor laughed and stood, ruffling out his coat as well before heading for the door to peer outside.

As predicted, the world was chilly, with the plains covered in a thin sheen of frost that crunched under his massive paws. No snow however, so it wasn't that cold yet. Still, every exhale left a cloud of humidity hanging in the frosty air with each breath. Behind him, Saracyn was craning his neck outside to exhale hard, producing as much condensation as he could and grinning with those sharp little needles of teeth up at his father. Alastor laughed and motioned to both of his children to come outside with a flick of his head. "Come along, little fireflies! The world awaits its prince and princess!"


"Alastor"