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The fallen cherub held steady, ears straining to catch every word, but only just. He wanted to throw himself forward, gather her to his bosom like when she'd been the tiny runt of the litter. Once, they had all been small enough for him to hold all six wriggling, precious fledglings within the nest of his body. Now, they all found their flight feathers, and he was left here: grounded.

His daughter had found an owlet, it seemed; rescued the creature like so many of the ill-fated things she'd tried to save when she was small and learning to hunt. Cupid had never known how to handle the habit - it was such a strange one for a wolf to have, and so at odds with the seemingly inherent brutality of her bloodline. He had entertained her antics, and it had turned out this: an adventurous young woman with a little companion of her own. Fresh eyes, he hoped to keep watch when he couldn't, and when her Watchman father was long gone. Oh, He breathed a sigh of relief, thank the gods you're alright.

Cupid's breath clouded on the cool morning air as he exhaled with a heavy sigh. With care to where her shoulders were, he met her halfway to rest his cheek atop his child's crown. Her apology came soon, but Cupid lingered in the embrace a moment longer before taking a step back.

The mountain, farther than she'd expected, she said - as if that was all there was to his worry. A miscalculation is just a mistake - Sindri, it is alright to make mistakes. He paused. But it wasn't a mistake to forgo the agreement we came to, when I gave you my blessing to venture to the mainland. You were meant to have an escort. He let the pause, paternal disapproval tense within the air between them, stretch a little longer. αγαπητέ μου, if you are going to break your promises to others, you should consider what you stand to gain - and what you stand to lose: my trust, your credibility, even your life, if Tyr had not found you in time.
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He turns night to day - by Sindri - 5/30/2025, 7:09 PM
RE: He turns night to day - by Cupid - 5/30/2025, 7:32 PM
RE: He turns night to day - by Sindri - 6/5/2025, 7:32 PM
RE: He turns night to day - by Cupid - 6/13/2025, 8:40 PM
RE: He turns night to day - by Sindri - 7/21/2025, 7:39 AM

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