Fear the reaper, or be stupid and don't

Lurid gave a smiling nod to Mortem as he said he would return to her shortly, motioning for him to hurry up and get back with the newest member of the Amarix dynasty. True to his word Mortem returned carrying a tiny pup in his lethal jaws and set her down not far from her dire aunt's paws. He came to rest at her side, gazing down with a proud expression to his voice as he announced his daughter. Holographic eyes roamed over the small girl, looking over the tiny doll. Her dual-colored pelt would be pretty to hang on the wall should she displease the bitch-goddess, though she seemed to please her for now. Vita said nothing, only stared unblinking and cold, so unusual for a child. "Hello, little one. How was your trip?" She knew Mortem's side of the tale, but hearing what the child had to say about it would no doubt be entertaining. How did she cope with life having Mortem, the cold one, as her father? Her answer would tell Lurid just how much work would have to be done with the child. If she could speak at all since the child was so composed and silent. Was she selectively mute? So much curiosity surrounded the child.

Moving in, Lurid towered over the girl, not to scare her but simply because of their enormous height difference. One bat from her massive paw would send the babe flying, one bite from her jaws and the pup would be done. Sure, the child would grow, but she would always be small. Her dainty little paws told Lurid she would never be like most of the giants of the family. Perhaps, she was more like Atropos. Maybe her smaller stature came from her mother, if that was the case it wouldn't be held against her. Making a full revolution around the tiny girl, Lurid came to rest once more at Mortem's side. "Have you taught her our ways?" Of course he had, but the girl offered no bow or nod. "Little one, pater tuus te docuit verba nostra?" The test was on both of them, her as an Amarix child, and Mortem as an Amarix father. Yes, Lurid would stick her nose wherever she wished to when it came to their futures. Right down to playing child services, couldn't have little ones who hated their parents and as an extension, Lurid herself.

The girl's future hung in the balance as well, though Lurid would hate to have to snuff out the little light. Her birth was the first that she knew of between her siblings, they were all that was left of the great Amarix empire. Whether any of their other family members survived she did not know, if they had she was sure they would have shown their faces by now. A lot was resting on those tiny shoulders, for now. Lurid had plans for a family of her own, then Vita could share the responsibility with her cousins. Lurid scoped her over both as an individual and for what she meant to their family. The girl was the start of a future for them, and that alone made her special to the pale goddess.