Destiny Awaits

He had stayed home with the children as they grew, keeping them sequestered away in the depths of their den until Cataleya had decided to allow them to wander. Today his wife would awake and he would remain laying for a short time, cracking on verdant eye and studying hem carefully. Dread still ate away at his stomach like poison, clawing and worrying at him as he stayed protectively with his family. A sigh would trickle past his lips before he would lift himself, shoulders rolling as he pushed himself into a seated position, head ducked to accommodate the low ceiling. Cataleya would beckon to their children and Kylar would watch them for a moment before lifting himself and stepping carefully over them to follow his wife. His mind was still shattered, broken and frayed at the edges. He had been struggling to form complex sentences as of late, fading into silence and not beginning conversations. Even in normal conversation he had begun to resort to grunts and growls rather then words. Just like now, a low rumble would grow in his throat, ushering his children out into the world before stepping past them and moving to slink behind his wife.