Blackfeather Woods That's My Lullaby

Fade before I cry?

As his mother's tongue rolled over his face, Damien was reminded of his childhood. It had been rough, with Bane's disappearance, Potema's attack and many other ups and downs they had been through, but Meldresi was always there to make it feel like everything would be alright. Damien's eyes closed involuntarily, and he pressed his face closer to meldresi to feel her warmth.

The boy took his mother's orders without opposition. Nodding, he agreed not to go looking for Grimnir. Damien could be rash and impulsive and vengeful and many other things, but he was not stupid. Grimnir had made a mistake fleeing injured, in the brink of winter, with three pups and an injured female. The cold would take them good, and if they were lucky enough to get through the harsh winter, Damien would be happy to end their lives would they cross ways with him.

Damien didn't know where the nostalic tone in his mother's voice was coming from, but it surely went through as it was meant. Damien couldn't deny his mother's wishes, not now or ever, and besides he wasn't just about to leave his home. The boy looked at his mother's indigo eyes, those eyes filled him with peace every time. "I will not leave, Mother... I promise."