A world of possibilities

The first few weeks of raising their new family had passed by in a whirlwind of a blur. Between the emotional dealings with Scylla leaving and them learning how to be new parents, there were days where Saracyn felt like he was living in a dream. Every day he would watch his children playing, interacting with one another, exploring and learning, and he would just... be awed by them. These little living beings, these tiny wolves... he had made them! This was the family that he had been craving for years and it had all finally come true! Sara helped keep the pups in line where he could, preventing them from running outside before they were ready or killing each other while they were cooped up indoors. Gods above, was he this rowdy as a pup? He'd have to apologize to their parents if his kids took after him.

Eventually, Avacyn decided it was time to let their little hellions out into the world, and Saracyn couldn't have agreed more. While the protective father side of him was naturally concerned about their safety, he knew Alias was about as safe as anywhere could be, and it would do them no good to deny them their chance to grow. And so, with Ava setting the ground rules and Sara making a stern show of support for her, the new parents set their rambunctious pups loose onto Elysium for the first time. As the trio ran out into the clearing, Sara sat beside Ava, gently pulling her to his side in an affectionate cuddle while they watched their children play. Their children. "What unholy hell have we unleashed onto this innocent world, Ava?" joked Saracyn with a sarcastic chuckle, bright blue eyes moving being Daemon to Fever, to Thyrus, then back to Daemon, simply content to watch as they drank in the world around them, ready to jump in if they needed him or play if they wanted him.

"Avacyn & Saracyn"