Pyralis had given birth and the Abraxas clan was in high spirits. The birth of a new generation meant that their goals of reclaiming the earth for the fallen god was one step closer. Despite the meaning of the birth of these new abraxas, they were still pups after all and pups weren't exactly the best company to have around. Archon had never been around pups before, besides when he was a pup himself and so were his siblings. Now that he was older, he didn't have any experience being around children, much less children that were related to him. A part of him was absolutely disgusted with the idea of them. They were tiny, about the size of one of his paws, completely helpless, useless and they constantly needed to be watched so they didn't end up accidentally killing themselves or those around them. But another part of him was fascinated with these children; after all they were the product of his aunt Pyralis. Would these whelps turn out as ruthless as their mother or be completely different? After their birth, Archon had found himself lingering around the den area. He gave his aunt the space she needed being a new mother, but he hovered nearby as much as he could without being too intrusive. A few weeks had gone by and the whelps were old enough to start venturing outside. The second eldest son of Amon had volunteered himself as a baby sitter for his aunt, unable to keep himself away from the newest additions to the abraxas clan. One particular pup had caught his attention; Asharya. She was the most vibrant of the children, her coat unrivaled by any in their family, not including his sister Lili's. She was in a class all her own. Pyralis had wandered off within ear shot to rest and take a well deserved nap, leaving the whelps to Archon. The other two pups were nearby exploring while Asharya had stuck close to the massive brute who had splayed himself out on the ground so that he'd be at level with the girl. He had yet to speak to her, or her to him, both comfortable just being in each other's presence. Archon really was just fascinated by her and was content to simply watch her just do anything. "Talk" "You" Think

Her Mama had left them with one of their cousins for a little bit. Asharya, dignified as she naturally was (despite not even being a moon old,) felt that this was beneath her. She didn't need a babysitter because despite what everyone kept telling her, she certainly wasn't a baby! She was fierce, and strong and she was going to show each and every one of them that if she wanted to wander all the way past the farthest farthest bend in the Canyon, well... She would! Well, she would eventually anyways. That was going to take some plotting, so for now she plotted in silence. She cast a grumpy glance up the Canyon, wondering when Mama was coming back. Her mother was a lot more fun than this guy! And so was her brother, wherever he had gotten off to. He was probably still sleeping in the den, and she rolled her eyes at the thought. What a slug! Maybe she'd have to go wake him up, so he could help her plot too. Or had he wandered off without her? That was an even more unpleasant thought, so she shoved to her feet and tried to crane around her cousin's massive form. When she found him they could totally sneak away! She put her nose to the wind and tried to find him, but it turns out that was a lot harder than her Mama made it look. She grumbled to herself. She hated waiting... "Talk" "You" Think

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For a pup, she didn't speak much. Or at least, she didn't speak much around him. He would've figured that being so young and so naive that she would have a thousand questions to ask about nearly everything. And yet the little flame was quiet as she sat before his massive form, seemingly content with keeping to her apparently grumpy self. He could see the discontent on her fiery face, burning bright in her sapphire eyes. She didn't like the fact that he was here and her mother was not. Surely that was to be expected since he would assume the only other wolves she'd been around were her littermates and her mother. Still, the massive prince wanted the little one to like him. He found that there was a sort of affection he held towards her, similar to that he held for his sister Lilith. He would have to cultivate the same affection in kind from her. Her minuscule frame pushed up from the ground and she tried to peer around him, though he could tell it wasn't a very successful endeavor given his massive size. An eyebrow raised in question to her actions as he watched her try to sift through the passing breeze. "Planning on leaving so soon little flame? Surely I'm not boring you already am I?" He didn't know how the others in his family spoke to the young girl, but he wasn't going to simplify things for her. He would speak to her just as he spoke to any other wolf. She deserved no special treatment for her age. If she was itching to explore, Archon would be more than happy to oblige her wish. The thought of stretching his legs and seeing what she was capable of was an entertaining thought. He knew Pyralis wouldn't mind if he took her out for a bit; she trusted him enough to know that he'd protect her with his life. He doubted there would be many who would dare to trifle with her when the hellion was around. "Talk" "You" Think

She was startled when her cousin decided to speak at last, jumping nearly out of her skin. She had already forgotten his name, and she'd been lost in her own daydreams when he'd interrupted her. He asked if he was boring her and she wrinkled her nose. Had he read her thoughts? Was that a thing he could do? Well, if so... She focused on imagining a picture of herself sticking her tongue out at him. "I miss Mama. When is she coming back?" She stood up and danced in place. "Sitting around is boring! Let's go look for bugs or something!" Her young mind had a difficult time coming up with ideas for suitable entertainment, but she was doing her best. The young girl wanted to explore the whole canyon, to consume it like a meal. She wanted to know every little nook and cranny but Mama said it was too dangerous. Asharya hoped that maybe one day when she was bigger Mama would take her everywhere, but for now the canyon would do! "Where is your favorite place?" She asked suddenly. "Have you seen a lot of places? What are they like?" Questions poured out of her with what you cuold only call youthful abandon. Her mind was a bottomless abyss, starving for information. He'd likely regret not just letting her wander off before long. "Talk" "You" Think

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