Phantom Hollow And All This Time, i've been Hiding

Dreven nodded and moved towards the ferns. He only moved close enough, and with a stick he grasped in his maw, he gently moved the ferns apart. He knew that it woudn't do much if he were to touch it with paw, but he didn't want to touch it with wet nose. He looked for the object.

Dreven looked at her surprised. Because the queen took his name. He had no name, but green eye father. He taught me of plants and gods and goddesses. And blood sacrifice, and how to protect and fight.

The fondness for his sire, dripped into his words. His other family he hated, with everything, and there were days he even hated his father for giving him life. For making him live the existence he had, but then at the same time. He had learned and grew. Because of him.