Come along, little warriors

Watching his own children learn and grow and become real little wolves was an incredible experience he wouldn’t trade for the world. It made him wonder and ache about why and how he hadn’t ever really had both parents in his life. He never knew his own father and Eulogy was only present for a portion of his life. Plague had cemented his place in his life. Together forever, and somehow they had been given the precious gift of children. Seeing Plague as a father was the most endearing thing he’d experienced with his husband yet. The way he lit up and cared for them.. He hadn’t thought he could love him more but here they were, his heart swelling.

Void followed after their children as Plague called them out to the training grounds. He grinned as he saw the man, and swooned as their children greeted their father. At one time Void hadn’t felt much of anything, now he was filled with a deep indescribable love he never wanted to end. He lowered himself to his haunches as his dark brows raised in curiosity about just what Plague had planned.

"Void Abraxas-Destruction"