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[OPEN] When we were small.

Ulrik the Engineer Posts: 235
Deceased atk: 5.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 6.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.1 hh :: 11 HP: 69.5 | Buff: ENDURE
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Ulrik
the engineer

When his boy fully accepted his embrace, Ulrik felt something in his soul stir, something that he had thought never existed before within the makeup of his persona. Was this love? He was curious about the emotion, considering he had not felt it before, but if this was what love felt like, then he was glad to have it in his heart for his boy. The stallion even smiled in a soft way, confused by how this child had changed him from within, made him stronger in a way he did not fully understand.

So, he squeezed the boy tightly, holding him to his chest until he knew it was time to let go. The Engineer looked down with pride and something deeper glittering in his mad, bronze eyes. At the mention of lessons, Ulrik nearly snorted. Of course Illynx would have the boy on a regimented schedule of lessons. He was a prince, after all, but still, he needed time to roam, get in trouble, break things... Otherwise, he would just end up breaking more valuable things in the future.

Illynx was fortunate that Rikyn was not like him when he was younger. He cared not about his mothers warnings, lessons or words. He would wander, tinker, make things, destroy things, and get in all kinds of trouble. But, he would return to her, greasy and gross, and she would still smile. Rikyn needed that in his life, someone he could come to no matter what and would still greet him with a smile. Ulrik decided that he would take up this noble mantle.

Spending a day with his son sounded like a wonderful idea, and at his exclamation, Ulrik chuckled, smiling. Torleik was a good friend, family - the only family he had left. The massive viking stallion was indeed tall and powerful, and their battle, which Ulrik had barely won by a hair, had left him with a few new scars. "Torleik is wise and clever," Ulrik said with a grin. "If he offers you advice, I would listen."

Was Aithniel this winged abomination? Erebos was surely Deimos' son, the dark prince. "I would enjoy spending a day with you, Rikyn," he said calmly. "We can do whatever it is that you want, even if these things are against the rules," he added with a conspiratorial grin.

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Messages In This Thread
When we were small. - by Rikyn - 07-21-2014, 01:42 PM
RE: When we were small. - by Ulrik - 07-23-2014, 07:34 PM
RE: When we were small. - by Rikyn - 07-24-2014, 10:08 AM
RE: When we were small. - by Ulrik - 07-25-2014, 03:38 PM
RE: When we were small. - by Rikyn - 07-26-2014, 11:27 AM
RE: When we were small. - by Ulrik - 08-11-2014, 01:20 PM
RE: When we were small. - by Rikyn - 08-14-2014, 10:53 AM

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