ardent

Appreciated



Taurig

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
101
size
Extra large
build
posts
417
player
04-10-2014, 09:53 AM




He could feel the air around himself and his sister become more relaxed and Taurig breathed a sigh of relief, her words confirming what he felt. She wasn't mad at him. If that was one thing about his sister, she couldn't be upset with him for very long, if at all. But despite that, it didn't mean he wanted her to be upset with him at all in the first place. He would try to keep from letting this happen again, but as always, the future was never certain. Their conversation was suddenly interrupted by the high pitched squeals of little voices. The titan's organ began to thump unevenly in his chest as he heard the first voice. Daddy! Freya! His little freya! Her scent invaded his nostrils as her tiny golden body came barreling into his leg, a stupid grin curling his inky jowls. Oh Freya, my little darling! How I've missed you! He wouldn't bother hiding his excitement at seeing his daughter, limbs folding as the behemoth lowered himself to the sand so that he was eye level with his daughter, dark plume wagging a mile a minute.


Quickly after the familiar voice of his biggest son Eon would ring in his ears and then another furry body would be added to the pile, Taurig laughing in earnest joy as he fawned over his children. And then little Pandora joined the group, her voice breaking as it was choked by tears. Come here my little one, don't cry. I promise you I won't leave you again. He would wait until she had come into his embrace before affectionately licking at her tiny face, wiping the tears from her cheeks. Where is your sister Bella? And your brother Fakira? Are they with your mother? Is she around? He wasn't expecting a solid answer from any of his children, but he hoped they would have an inkling as to where everyone else was.


Sibelle! Taurig! Another familiar voice would momentarily take his attention from his children, crown lifting in the direction that Sibelle was standing, nostrils catching the scent of his younger brother Falk. Falk! Brother, it gladdens me to hear your voice. It has been far too long. He would call out to his russet brother, tattered ears on the alert as he waited to see if the rest of his children and his wife would show up. Did Maija hold a grudge against him for having left so suddenly? He surely hoped not, he had missed his golden treasure more than words could ever explain.


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