The door was practically ripped off its hinges as Path threw it open, then having to quickly dart back as Edge andCharon nearly came crashing into him, taking with them the rest of the door.Locking eyes with the hydra over his mate, feeling his anger spike as he spotted a hand moving under his furs. How dare he? On his mate! HIS mate! His claws dug into the flesh of his palm as his hands curled into fists, barely taking notice of Sleipnir running out after Daddy, pulling along his brother. Tears streaming down his face once more at having Daddy ripped so quickly away from him. He had thought that being Daddy's close friend, Charon wouldn't have hurt him, but now, he wasn't so sure anymore having just witnessed him tackle Daddy.

 He stopped short when he saw Father, feeling a wave of relief at having him back to save Daddy. Before Pathcould ttake more than a few steps forward though, Edge surprised them both, kicking Charon off of him with such force that he skid along the floor.

 Suddenly, it wasn't Path's place anymore to defend his mate from the hydra, instead, the white dragon rushed over to his offspring. Hugging them both and tucking their heads down against him, hands and tail trying to gently cover their ears. Sleipnir still cringed though, when Edge snapped Charon's neck. Tiny hands curling against Father's chest as he pressed closer to his warmth not daring to go against the hand urging him not to look. Eventually, the would have to experience the sight of death, but not now while they were still so young, not now when they could believe that everyone had the hydra's gift of rebirth. 

 Path looked up at Edge when it was open, golden eyes meeting violet ones, holding their gaze. Edge's eyes were unreadable to him, hiding something behind that guarded darkness. He had heard Hydras could be cruel, but he never believed Edge lived up to that myth until now. 

 Coughing as the dust was swept away by some mysterious wind, he carrired both8 children in his arms as he stood. Sleipnir still had his head pressed down on his shoulder, peeking up at Daddy when Path stepped forward to face him, "I know, but that doesn't mean I'll stop worrying." He let Skylark and Sleipnir down, tail wrapping gently around the other's leg, hand cupping Edge's cheek. The dragon managed a small smile, ending the tension, "Especially with so many others that seem to want you." 

 The kiss was soft, unguarded. Path had really been worried, anxious he would come backand his family would be gone because if Edge were to leave, then Sleipnir would have followed pulling his brother along to not be left alone. It was from that worry sprung relief as he kisded his mate. It was perhaps one of tge few kisses they dared to share outside of the bedroom.

 Pulling away, he stared at Edge, "You wished to know of a war..."