Welcome to Gaia! ::

Zamiel knew the area well. It was where the mother of his children lived, and was a place that he roamed often. Even when he did not show himself directly, he could sometimes be found there. There was a certain sort of peacefulness that came over him to be close, even if not in their presence directly. It was an alien sensation for him, so used to pursuit and blood. He had known little of affection throughout his life, and to have some even in small amount for others answered some questions in his mind and raised many more others.

Today was a day when he felt like appearing to her. He came from the shadows under the red-leafed trees to where she stood, still and watchful, though the foals were out of sight. He found her beautiful, that was something he didn't have trouble admitting to himself. Even with one wing halved, she was still stunning.

"Verity," he said, greeting her with her name. Truth. Strange to think her mother felt that an appropriate name to give a foal. It was a large word to grow into, and he was glad she had not insisted upon naming any of their foals similarly.

"They have gone well enough." He knew better than to think that she actually wanted details of the beasts he had slain. It had been different, since the killing fields. He no longer wanted to harm other soquili, for one thing. He hadn't made a habit out of hunting soquili before, but sometimes had been struck with inclinations he couldn't resist. Those urges didn't come now. Perhaps he had seen enough of their kind slain to last him a lifetime now.