13.Jul.13, 12:02 AM
He laughed as Casa dashed towards him to wrap her little arms in a tight hug. He placed his own around her and squeezed gently. He did so enjoy the company of children. One of these days. All it took was one day and he'd find out whether or not he had kids of his own.
"Thirteen!" he exclaimed and clutched at his chest, "Say it ain't so! Little Casa all grown up. Faranth forbid, I'm getting old!" He just couldn't resist the little tease as she told him it was her birthday today. "Have you gotten any good gifts yet?" he asked, glancing down at her.
You do not have to tell her why, Ironth told him with a hint of desperation, In fact don't tell her at all. Just eat, Ironth! I promise it won't bother her a bit you silly beast! K'ton countered. He watched him dragon start and stop, hesitation written every where on the lean brown body. K'ton sighed as he answered Casa, "I'm fine and Ironth's fine. Or rather he would be if he'd stop being shy and actually eat something. You see, for some reason that brown lout thinks you'll squeal at the sight of blood."
"Thirteen!" he exclaimed and clutched at his chest, "Say it ain't so! Little Casa all grown up. Faranth forbid, I'm getting old!" He just couldn't resist the little tease as she told him it was her birthday today. "Have you gotten any good gifts yet?" he asked, glancing down at her.