We Belong Way Down Below

Dione would take no more of Ganjams cowering or quivering, far to fixated on this mud colored boy who sat before them. Red eyes would narrow slightly as he offered her half folded ears and a curl of his lip. Children... Parents never taught them any respect... But he would listen as she spoken, thankfully for him, even flinching slightly at the mention of monsters. She would allow her eyes to close slightly, more in a relaxing manner then a glare as she regarded his every motion and reaction to her words. She had been planning to leave this wretched place but she would keep her word to the boy. They would await his parents... He would curl his lip again as she stared him down until he ate. Eventually he would scoot closer and began to enjoy a meal with her daughter. A slow smile would drift across her lips before she would look off into the trees from where he had appeared. Had a monster birthed him and dropped its spawn here? He did not look like one but he held the scent and attitude of one... She would remain silent as they ate before turning her smile down to the children. "Welcome to Imperium Aakil. I am Dione... We were about to move but since you are here now we will wait a week. If your parents have not returned by then you can either come with us or stay here... I'm sure Ganja would love to show you around now." She would say, looking to her daughter. Yes this was Dione giving her daughter permission to romp and play without supervision. "Just stay close to the den, don't go into the forest and be back by nightfall my dears..." Dione would say, tone musical as the malice melted away like snow in the spring. Tiny horned woman would stand with that and turn to depart, heading back to the den to tell Novaro of their newest addition and the deviation of her plan.