Something about apples, falling, and trees?
Basilisk
Basilisk
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4 Years
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Male
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Seadragoness
Seadragoness
09-09-2024, 06:46 PM
They shook off, and his spirited child began to bound off. Just as he was considering putting a leash on her, she stopped. Looking at her paws, before padding back to him. Good, very good. She was learning. He kissed her crown as he caught up to her and chuckled. “We can” he agreed. She needed to see that there were benefits to listening, and not just consequences for acting out.
He led her out of the storage den, and trotted the short way up the Col to the market. He turned to her before they past the guards at the entrance, his eyes serious. “Best behaviour, little bean.” He warned her, before letting the expression melt into a smile and led her inside.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1095
1095
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
09-20-2024, 03:30 PM
Allowing the kids into the Market was allowing them a glimpse into the greater world. It was more unpredictable what they might witness, and who they might come across. He could understand why Ignita might worry, even if he didn’t want her smothering them. They needed a few scraped knees and life lessons.
They entered the market proper, and he kept an eye on the silver wolf. Knowing she was likely to get overwhelmed. He was curious to see how long his lesson would stick… he saw when she started to move away from him, overwhelmed and distracted. He watched her, ensuring no one would trip over her small form when she looked about herself and realised she couldn’t see him. He was only a few tables away, his eyes trained on her.
When she crawled into a crevice he trotted over, and knelt down beside it. “Come on, little Selene. I know its a lot to take in, but you can’t hide away from what scares you. Come on, take my hand…” he soothed gently.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1095
1095
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
09-26-2024, 02:36 PM
Basilisk considered Selene as she slowly crawled out, and then dashed beneath him. It seemed, for all her curiosity and desire to explore, she could be easily overwhelmed. That would not do, that would not do at all… But, he could not simply throw her to the wolves and expect her to cope. Instead, he snagged a scarf off a shelf beside him, and gently shuffled Selene to where he could better reach her.
He tied the scarf over her ears, like sometimes you did when you wanted to bathe without getting your ears wet. Enough to dampen and soften the sounds around her. “There, is that better?’
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1095
1095
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
10-20-2024, 01:54 PM
Basilisk patted his baby girl gently, and waited for hee to adjust to the changes in sound around her. Muffled as everything was by the wrap around her ears. He was disappointed in how easily overwhelmed the child was, but he wouldn't let it show in his expression.
He tugged her gently out from between his paws and placed her in front of him, where they both could see each other clearly. Perhaps focusing on him would help, as well. “You are a Princess of the Armada. You will be a beacon to others one day. I want you to remember, courage is not the absence of fear. It's the strength to move forward despite it. The strength that runs through your veins is that of Warlords. Of Kings. It will carry you through your fears, you just need to learn to find that strength.” He tapped her chest lightly with one paw and lifted that paw to tap the underside of hee chin. “Chin up, Princess. The Fatalis are a proud wolf.”
He tugged her gently out from between his paws and placed her in front of him, where they both could see each other clearly. Perhaps focusing on him would help, as well. “You are a Princess of the Armada. You will be a beacon to others one day. I want you to remember, courage is not the absence of fear. It's the strength to move forward despite it. The strength that runs through your veins is that of Warlords. Of Kings. It will carry you through your fears, you just need to learn to find that strength.” He tapped her chest lightly with one paw and lifted that paw to tap the underside of hee chin. “Chin up, Princess. The Fatalis are a proud wolf.”
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1095
1095
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
10-20-2024, 10:55 PM
He could see her trying again, taking in the surroundings with a little more confidence this time. Trying to make him proud, perhaps? And he was. For pushing through, and trying. That was all he had asked for, and it was what she gave him.
What did the Fatalis do when they hurt? He considered the words for a moment, and then leaned down and kissed her crown gently. “You're asking the wrong question, honey.” He said, his lessons far from over. “We are leaders. It’s not what we do when we are hurt, it’s what we do when those in our care are hurt. We take away whatever is hurting them.”
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1095
1095
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
10-21-2024, 04:47 PM
Basilisk would see how his words seemed to give her drive. Perhaps having something to do, something to worry about other than herself helped her. But she got back out there, stepping out of the comfort of his shadow as she moved through the market. She wasn’t perfect, but he didn’t expect her to be cured in a day. He was just proud of how willing she was to try, to push herself.
When she got to the end of the row, Basilisk trotting a few paces behind her, he stepped forward and kissed her brow. Pulling out some of Wylan’s honey treats that he’d picked up on the way and holding them out in his paw. “For a job well done.” He explained to her.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning