Sleipnir felt hot tears prickling in his eyes as Daddy continued to lie. Staring up at the king of hydras, Sleipnir wondered why Daddy felt the need to even leave them or to continue tearing everything they had apart. Even Father was gone now, the scent of him fading away already. Father had already left. Did they're parents hate them that much? Now, hate was a very strong word for someone of his age to use and understand, but Skeipnir couldn't see why else they were being abandoned like this. He turned to gaze at Skylark as his brother pulled his hand away and reached for Daddy. He did the same, wanting at least one more hug too. 

 Burying his face into Daddy's shoulder, he let a few tears escape him. Holding on tightly to Edge, little claws clutching his robes and refusing to let him go so soon. Soaking in the warmth and love before he let Edge go, staring tearfully down at his dirtied socks. Wriggling his toez and feeling the two smooth pebbles still with him.

 His head snapped up instantly though as Edge offered them the choice to come along, "Really?" He questioned, the grabbed Daddy's hand, misery near instantaneously replaced with mirth. "We can come with Daddy to see his castle?"