Two Rivers Isle ELSA, PLEASE DON'T SLAM MY MEMES

Malice, as she was behind her son for a moment, looked at his tail so very much like his father. She would just be happy if Vassago wouldn't be as stubborn as Burke, for that might kill her. Perhaps Pyro would grow up to be more like her, more educated and somewhat sophisticated, dirty-minded too. For now though, she was alright with them being little devils, for she assumed this was just their kid fase. They would soon learn the world wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, or perhaps they already had with their near-death experiences. She noticed Vassago slowing down, and it made her wonder what had made him do it, but knew he would not be able to explain it just yet.

She took the lead and led them to a flat, big rock near the clearing in which their den was. The others wouldn't be able to hear them from there, and there she grabbed Vassago and placed him on the rock to bring him to her level. The rock wasn't awfully high, maybe as high as her knees, and so she hoped she wouldn't bring the child a new trauma.

There you go, Vassago. She said as she sat down near the rock. We're going to do something exciting today, aren't we? She chuckled, hoping Vassago liked learning just as much as playing.