Mother Like No Other

She was glad; it seemed the information was going smoothly into her vibrant son’s head, like any lesson. Amazing what he could take in when he had his full attention on the lesson instead of a bright, colorful, fluttering bug. She waited patiently as he thought, and listened to his questions. All three were quite good, and he looked like he had more coming but wanted those answered first. She chuckled softly, and thought back to her mother’s lesson to herself and her siblings, bringing the words to the forefront of her memory and picking and choosing from them. "Bheadh ​​cairdiúil Ró bheith ... invading do spás pearsanta, rubbing í féin i gcoinne do chorp gan do chuireadh. An chuid is mó mná go ginearálta níos rialaithe go bhfuil an, aigne, ach tá roinnt ar fud an domhain d'fhéadfadh a bheith mindless le rud ar bith níos faide ná a gcuid riachtanas." She stated patiently, pausing to allow him a moment to absorb the information before going on.

"Má leanann sí chun invade do spás, á reáchtáil mar ifreann, más féidir leat a sheachaint coimhlint. Insint di aon mhodh ar bith.." She paused once again, then cocked her head slightly locking eyes with him. "Agus téann an gcéanna do duit, Regulus Anatolii Adravendi. Má deir sí 'Níl' ar do cinn, ní mór duit meas a mianta." She growled. This was something she wanted to be etched into his brain in fire. So son of hers would dare harass a female for sexual pleasures. If he did, she would neuter him herself.

She glared at him until she was sure he would remember those words, then sat back to await more questions. Thus far, this was going quite smoothly. He was asking questions she could answer easily.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think