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10-31-2012, 11:25 PM
Predator birds were common in his home. Though lately, like everything else around them, the carnivorous avians had fled from the rain and sleet to a warmer location, perhaps closer to the sea. Each surely praying for a southern wind to carry their winged bodies safely for the remainder of winter; but, until spring their wishes would remain in vain. A shrill cry alerted him from inner thoughts, snapping direction to one such avian, a clay tinted hawk. Gazing at the shivering bird that peered at him so readily he whispered, “This cold ails you sister, why linger so close to its edge?” blinking frost from his eyes Midas stared harder and noticed a flash of emerald slithering beneath a thin covering of feathers. Just as he was about to lean in a little closer for a better look the familiar hoof steps of his son rang through the air. As did a responding throaty cough, velvet flicked back and a flash of instant concern flickered behind the deepness of his honeyed gaze. ”Cera?” he uttered, "I found you daddy!" bouncy steps landed near him, a smile already lacing an innocent maw. Lengthened face turned to greet his little son, warm breath trailing over the overly chilled form in concern. Cera had so little bulk to him; the wind gave impression of blasting right through flesh and feather alike. Winged appendage closest extended at a rise, up and over the shivered body of his youth until capturing it within a warm embrace. Within the shield of warm feathers he held the child against his body, seeking to offer warmth. |
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