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*Quintus* · (This post was last modified: 12-28-2013, 10:37 AM by Quintus.)

The sound of young children would arrest the young Adravendi-Mathias boy from his wandering mind. It was not just the sound of children, but family -- though the exact relation was lost to the careless child. Though not quite a newborn, he was still hardly more than half a year old, and seemed to be maturing quite a bit slower than any of his siblings. He was proving to be quite the burly thing already, already standing taller than his siblings and growing considerably wider than most children.

A gentle snort left his nose as he peered at the scene, watching the newborn children frolic in the snow. He couldn't remember being so small, nor so stupid, but the scene still made him chortle in slight amusement. The gears in his mind would turn as he drew closer, quite lazily; these were his grandfather's children. His father's brothers and sisters, though with a different mother. It was strange to consider and he found himself wrinkling his nose in distaste at the prospect of having aunts and uncles who were younger than him. It seemed awkward to have parents as old as his grandfather -- but the boy had begun to practice some small bit of self-control, and so his mouth would remained clamped firmly shut as he approached the group. It's better to say nothing at all than to say something mean, he'd been told, which also seemed quite silly to Quintus.

He would sound a loud bark in greeting, signifying them of his presence. Though his parents were no longer King and Queen, his grandfather was -- making him royalty in some off-handed sense. And he sure wanted to be noticed. "Hey Gramps," he would state somewhat boisterously to Gerhardt as he strode forth, leaning to eye Elias with curiosity.

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