Noctisardor Bypass Put my gun away when it's loaded.

Druid looked to her, and the intensity of her stare brought about a desire within the cub to shrink. She blinked, dark ears splaying. There was regret within her for asking as silence hung between mother and little daughter but, when her dam began to explain that she'd been created by both she and this mystery giant, concern was replaced by confusion. It wasn't a topic that Kikimora had ever considered before: how did I get here?

The details were spared, thankfully, and she accepted the vagueness. Some sort of magic shared between her mother and this Glaukos made most sense to the child, who turned her focus to the fact that her apparent "father" had treated others badly.

Why'd he go bad? Kikimora asked, her voice small. Am I bad?