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It had been more than a hot moment since Sobek had seen his parents — Cairo had made it safe back to the island, and Creole. The boy had only been alone on the island for a little while, but even so, the isle teemed with life, keeping the sadist busy in his very own way. It also helped that he knew where his father had hidden some of his stashes across the jungle. Though a few days ago, he didn't worry about the consequences those actions would have — since it was quiet on the isle except for the siblings and their grandfather.

Though they came slamming forward the evening his father's howl hollered across the oceanic shallows. It didn't take more than the simple holler to have Sobek running for the sand. Even if he knew he'd be punished for his actions, in the moment, he yearned more to see his mother and father, making sure they were safe. Then he'd deal with his father's annoyance with him.

The dishelved boy came dashing through the jungle and hit the sand faster than a rock skipped across the ocean. He was bigger now than before, grown into his muscles, shedding the baby fat that used to cling to his bones. He can much more easily traverse the sands than he did when he was a child, almost eating shit the first time he'd ever seen the beach alongside his father. Now, he is shifting his wide spread paws across, his violet eyes set on the shoreline, squinting until the white and black bobs of his father's body wavered along the water. And not far behind, his mother.

Sobek ran for the shoreline. In seconds, he was there, uncaring about the saltwater that would cling to his fur and cleanse him of the muck and ichor he'd accumulated from weeks of boredom and lack of supervision (not that his parents would probably care too much about his hobbies). Dad! Maybe he shouldn't be calling him "dad" anymore, now that he was older, but it was a moment of weakness, after not seeing Vasili for so long. A light shone in his eyes upon seeing the familiar face of his father... But something was different about him. In the same way Cairo had come back different. A blue shadow-like thing ebbed from him, and the light in his eyes flickered.

His eyes then found his mother's wading form, she'd grown bigger, fatte— No, even she smelt off, and too, shared in the flickering aura. The closer she got, the realization fizzled in the boy's brain. She was pregnant. Sobek's face twisted a little, but he tried to pass it off as a nose wrinkle, now ambivalent to his parents' arrival back, Welcome home. His gaze would return to the Dragon Pharaoh, Looks like you and 'ma had a good time.