Rikive sighed hearing the, by now, familiar cries of Parael in his infant form. She finished healing one of the poor witch girls that had accidentally been bitten by the lycan puppies. "There, all better." She smiled at the girl, picking her up to kiss her on the cheek and give her a tickle until she ceased whimpering and started laughing. Rikive set her down, casting a stern look to the three brothers, now sitting in the 'time out corner'.
They whimpered at her gaze and tried to hide their faces underneath each other.
Shaking her head, the demi-goddess patted the girl gently to send her off to play again with the others. She followed the cries of Parael until she found him being 'tortured' with brightly colored markers by the hands of two little Fae girls. "Girls!" She bellowed at the two of them, making them jump before they turned to look at her. "That is not nice!" She chastised them, crouching down and holding out her hand for the markers. "Give those to me, now."
The two girls pouted and sniffled as they handed over the markers. Rikive pointed over to the corner of stuffed animals. "Go. Sit there until I say so." She rose up to her feet to set the markers someplace no other child could reach them. The girls sat down and stubbornly refused to move, but Rikive would give them no more attention.
She picked up Parael from the ground and carried him over to the changing table to try and wipe off the colors with the cleaning wipes. "Their parents had better be arriving soon." She muttered to him, her patience beginning to run a little thin. If this is what it was like to have children, Rikive wasn't sure she was ready to be a mother just yet.
Maybe in a few hundred more years.
They whimpered at her gaze and tried to hide their faces underneath each other.
Shaking her head, the demi-goddess patted the girl gently to send her off to play again with the others. She followed the cries of Parael until she found him being 'tortured' with brightly colored markers by the hands of two little Fae girls. "Girls!" She bellowed at the two of them, making them jump before they turned to look at her. "That is not nice!" She chastised them, crouching down and holding out her hand for the markers. "Give those to me, now."
The two girls pouted and sniffled as they handed over the markers. Rikive pointed over to the corner of stuffed animals. "Go. Sit there until I say so." She rose up to her feet to set the markers someplace no other child could reach them. The girls sat down and stubbornly refused to move, but Rikive would give them no more attention.
She picked up Parael from the ground and carried him over to the changing table to try and wipe off the colors with the cleaning wipes. "Their parents had better be arriving soon." She muttered to him, her patience beginning to run a little thin. If this is what it was like to have children, Rikive wasn't sure she was ready to be a mother just yet.
Maybe in a few hundred more years.