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Stupid Tenshi, stupid ugly russet girl. Maybe she was his imprint but surely he could have found someone better? Someone who actually knew how to respect those so obviously above her. Whatever. I don’t even care. Ava had finally shown up to do her patrol, allowing me to make my way back home, not that it actually matters now, it’s nearly morning and no doubt Heyel will just be waking up and wanting something, having apparently forgotten that some of us were running around all night on border patrol. I just want to go to sleep, I just want to spend ten minutes with Andromeda and my boys and apparently that is too much to ask. I’m missing out on everything they do, I missed their first steps and their first words, I missed watching them play fight and wrestle and hunt- or try too, hell I even missed watching Meryl practice his silly healing arts because I was off doing whatever it is they need me to do. Why don’t they get Ava to do more, hell, she’d look a little on the…round side when I saw her tonight, then again, it was dark and I was an entirely to foul a mood to actually stop and talk to her, let alone really look at her. I snorted again, pushing the irritation back, tired limbs eagerly heading for home only to be stopped once more by someone else shouting. Hmm, apparently I’m not the only one having a bad night.

For a few moments I considered ignoring it, why not let Ava or Malina, or whatever warrior was also on duty tonight go and sought it out? Then again….I suppose it’s fairly close by, this better be good though otherwise I might well be inclined to simply lose it all over again. So shoot me, I’m tired and I never did have a good temperament, hopefully the boys are entirely more inclined to take after their mother in that regard, the last thing they need to inherit is the angel-lines rather infamous….aggression, though it would seem that for whatever reason I’ve managed to become it’s poster boy, my blood seeming to be infected with this unfortunate trait whereas my siblings seem perfectly in control. Just another example of how I get everything wrong. Huffing ins somewhat childish agitation I made my way towards some kind of tree, white pelt near invisible atop the snow and yet bathed to an ethereal glow in the fading light of the moon as I moved soundlessly forward, violet blue eyes narrowing at the sight of the dark figured who seemed to be….head-butting it or something. Great. The one time I do something nice and decide to waste my time helping someone and it turns out to be some crazy attacking a tree. Why didn’t anyone else every have to deal with this rubbish? I sighed, eyes rolling as I moved forward, noticing as I drew closer that it seemed to be a puppy of some description, wild black and red fur flying in every direction as it assaulted the tree. Honestly, who let their children get into such a state? Look at his hair for heaven’s sake, did no one understand style? The boy finally stopped attacking only to start shouting at the top of his lungs, my form jerked to a stop as blinked in surprise and sudden recognition of this high little voice that sounded remarkably like a younger version of my own………..oh hell.

"Starfall! Who are you yelling at for heaven’s sake it’s….night time and no ones here and you should be in bed."

Ok, so I yelled, at least for a bit before managing to drop my voice down to a normal level, remembering that the den was close by and I hardly needed the rest of the family out here, I also….don’t want to upset him, not again, not like I did last time and really I didn’t mean it. I was just…confused and angry about this dream-walking nonsense that I don’t understand and it’s not him, really I just……I just want him to be normal, to be excepted in ways I never was I don’t want my son to be- me. Although apparently he’s already jumped off that cliff, my aggression evidently having settled firmly within him and as for my hoping no one would ever call him crazy- well, attacking trees wasn’t damn well helping my cause was it? What was…wrong with him? Why couldn’t he just be normal? Who is he talking to? I don’t mean the thoughts, not in the way they sound I just…..I don’t know how to do this, I don’t know what to say to him that won’t make it worse or make him upset of feel….well, like I do most of the time. I shifted closer, determined to try and keep my mouth shut as I reached for him, gently nuzzling at the boy I so loved and adored and yet had no idea how to show him. He isn’t like Guardian, Guard is easy, I understand him, but Starfall? I sighed, lips parting to lick at his ear in a moment of brief if not slightly awkward affection. Now what?

"Star I….what….why were you……let me fix your hair."

I finally settled on that, all the other issues entirely to much for me to handle right now as I reached for the boy, using one large paw to pull his dark frame into my chest and hold him in place, head dipping to run my tongue through his fur, attempting to at least style him into something representing a child who actually had parents. For now….silence was just easier, I’d face the shouting issue in a little bit, when we’d both calmed down.






AZRAEL

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"6 years ~ No Mate ~ Soul of Andromeda ~ Heyel x Zeivah ~ 41in 177lbs ~ Sire of Starfall & Guardian ~ Diveen "