child-friendly? what's that?

Ludovic stood among his siblings, though he had not been first to arrive. Baring his teeth at Sericea and Dracun for a moment, his bright emerald and crimson eyes fixed on his mother, Absinth. Her call had been a summons they could not ignore, a harsh song that pulled him from admittedly, not that far away.

But as his mother began to speak, Ludovic's attention sharpened. Her words, firm and laced with a warmth, caused his skull to tilt in fixation. Strength was indeed everything, a lesson he had already started to learn. He watched the subtle flexing of her muscles, the sheen of her ivory fur marred by scars.

Ludovic felt recognition. He, too, had his own battles, even if they were not as numerous or as visible as hers. Of course, his experiences were only of the sibling roughhousing sort... Haha...

Her circling presence was both comforting and imposing, thought regardless he was thrilled to be learning more of the world. As she nuzzled each of them, her affection a physical thing instead of just flickering in her verdant gaze, Ludovic felt a swell of determination. Her desire for them to be stronger than she ever was struck deeply within him. He met her gaze, his mismatched eyes reflecting his own, youthful resolve. He wanted to be strong, just like she wished for them.


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