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{ Robin! }:

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There’s a bittersweet smile on her features as she watches the young one–Kamui’s child, if she recalls correctly–practically bounce around camp. Kato reminds her of Morgan, with his youthful exuberance and clear adoration for his family, and with a pang, she wonders if she’ll ever see her own son again.

The sight of a flower being pushed into her line of vision startles her from the train of thought, and it takes her a moment to realize that it’s Kato offering her the gift. 

“Oh? Is this for me?” There’s a softness in her expression as she takes the flower from his hands. “Thank you!”

                    “Yup! I found it all by myself!”

          And perhaps its not the best thing for a child to boast. ‘By himself’ generally translate to without supervision. But he wasn’t a little kid anymore! He could handle daring to go outside the camps grounds to find her flowers. This land was so... Different from the one he grew up in. And though the things he may find and present could be mundane at best they were new and exciting to him.

                    “You look sad a lot. Are you okay?”

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[ Inside Out ]

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                    “Uncle Leo? Why is your collar always inside out?”

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[ Visits ]

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                    “Papa! Can we go see the ocean someday? Or today?”

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[ Answers ]

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                    “Soleil, what is your dad like?”

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Yes I know I’m a wolf and I’ve been known to bite                    but the rest of my pack I have left them behind.

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{ Auntie! }:

“No my dear Niece, your grandfather didn’t send any of us to the deep realms. But your Father had his reasons to send you there; things are simply more dangerous in this world now then they were when I was your age.”

                    “... Oh.”

          There’s some deflation to her voice. She had simply grown up to think that was normal. All of the other children who’s parents traveled with her father was the same way. Seems she never stopped to ask why.

                    “Do you know those reasons, Auntie? Papa let me come when I insisted! I know its dangerous, but I can take care of myself! ... Sometimes!”

[ Memories ]

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{ Bow Man! }:

「⚜」— “ Yeah, the bow belongs to me. I’ll let you hold onto it, but please make sure not to damage anything. “

Giving the other his bow, he made sure not to take his eyes off this child. Who knows, they might end up trying to run off with his bow, but Wolt can stop them if he noticed quickly enough.

                    “Cool!”

             Hoisting up the bow, he’d pretend there was an arrow already loaded. Pulling back the string as far as he could (which wasn’t very far), before looking back up at the other.

                    “Can I have an arrow? Pretty please?”

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{ G-Grandma? }:

      She shifts under the child’s scrutiny; he looked at her like an enemy, and, granted, he had very good reason to. Robin was the evil queen, standing between the boy and his beloved sister, who he assumed to be much like him and captured by her guards. Some storybook tale like what a mother would read to their child before they went to sleep. ( she supposed every story needed a plot twist. ) A smile softens on her lips, and she continues;

             ❝ That makes you Kato, if your sister is Kana, then. I’m well acquainted with her, and I know your mother as well. And your grandfather, as luck would have it. ❞ 

     It was obvious, but she works the issue out in her head, and thus repeats it aloud; this idea of children being here when she’d yet to talk to Lucina about all this still had her brain addled. Time bending to a point of ridiculousness seemed to do that to her.

                       ❝ My name is Robin, though it’d be polite of you to call me abuela. You and Kana are my grandchildren, as Lucina is my daughter. ❞

          Still her guards will keep him. Holding him hostage by his arms oh but his mouth. Nothing could contain that. The anger it produced, shouted across the room as if they existed for no other reason than to be heard by her. Harsh though they are, they’ve softened ever so slightly from his previous ire. 

                    “I didn’t ask who you were, Abuela!”

          The foreign word tumbles awkwardly off his tongue. Sure his mother had taken the time to teach the tongue to him, but their lessons were brief. But she simply insisted. Saying the words had been passed down for generations. Perhaps he was getting rusty, or perhaps he had never cared to learn the words in the first place.

                    “My sister! You said you knew her, but you haven’t shown me her! Where is she? We have to go home. Mama is waiting for us, we were never meant to be here.”

          Quietly his words will begin to fade. Falling from a shout into mere whispers. It wouldn’t be too long until Lucina sent for them. He had come to help his sister but it seemed he’d only went and gotten himself in trouble, too. He didn’t want to stay here. Not with her. Mama spoke too nicely of her. He knew he would love her should he give himself the chance. But for what? Just to leave her again?

                    “Please give me her. I don’t want to stay here.

[ Lost & Found ]

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❝ oh, kana… ❞

this wasn’t just bad; this was an absolute disaster. admittedly, it WAS fun to walk barefoot when they were younger. now? stylish boots were more important. 

foleo wasn’t sure how to combat this. the reasons in themselves were shaky, but there was no way for them to win… oh, if only this poor child’s father would just wear SHOES. that’d be something they’d address the next time they saw him. for now, this might call for their secret weapon… 

❝ but sweetie… what if you come    across a VERY cute pair? i can    find one that would look perfect    with your… outfit! i’m sure your    papa wouldn’t want your feet to    get hurt, either! don’t you think so? ❞ 

( by secret weapon, they meant “one     more shot and then i give up.” )

          Quickly her excited demeanor would dissolve. She hated when people spoke her name like that. Like she had been disappointing them. Hesitant hands come to play with the dragonstone around her neck, and she’ll fail to meet their eyes. She had no desire for shoes... But maybe for them? If it would make Foleo happy?

                    “... Okay. I’ll wear some shoes. But I might not wear them all the time. I can’t get strong like papa if I always wear shoes.”

          Her tone is final, and only now does she look up at them. A slight pout present in her features. She didn’t like the idea, but she also didn’t want to upset Foleo. Who knows, maybe she’d even learn to like shoes.

                    “And you gotta promise not to tell my papa.”

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"Dragonstones aren't even cool!"

                   “Neither is being a bully!”

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{ Uncle Leon! }:

          Leon definitely caught that smile, he had given Kato exactly what he wanted without protest, and though he thought that was probably a big mistake, it was better than his nephew freezing on the floor. 

                “…” 

          Oh no, he definitely didn’t trust Kato to lead his horse. He’d like to say he could, but that would be a lie and though he knew it would disappoint his nephew he just couldn’t risk it. If Kato got hurt because of him, he would not be allowed to live another second. 

              “Sorry, Kato, that’s much too dangerous.                 You can hold on to the reigns with me,                 but you can’t control him on your own.”

          He’s such a brat. Look at that tiny smug smile on his face. Or, rather, look at that budding pout. The answer no was something akin to foreign to him. Rarely was he not allowed to get his way. Especially when he asked so kindly. But Leon does allow him this little compromise, and he’ll yield. Guiding the horse would’ve been scary anyway.

                    “Will you teach me how to ride your horse?”

          The question is quiet, and he’s looking up to see his uncles face. Another tiny smile poking out of his pout. Poor thing just couldn’t stay mad if his life depended on it.

                    “I wanna impress Papa.”

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'Dragonstones aren't even cool!'

                   “They’re not?!” 

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                   “Big pointy mustache!”

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Ruffles the kid's hair.

                   “Uncle Leo, stooooop.”

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{ Grandma! }:

Birthday? “It is the 27th of July Kanna but please whilst I thank you for the consideration do not worry yourself about getting me something”

                    “But I always get something for my birthday! Why wouldn’t I get you anything? So what do you like? Oh! You can make a list for me and then I could try to get the things!”

[ Gifts ]