Wyosch
The Demonic Wolf
"Can you already see another baby keeping us up at night with the crying? And then you reading stories to soothe it with your calming voice?", Hunter mumbled dreamily, happily wiping another tear off her face.
"Names? Baby I still haven't even taken in the news yet-"
Hunter nodded happily at her oldest son, heeling down in front of him and taking his hand, gently placing it on her belly.
"You'll have another sibling, sweetie. And he or she is waiting desperately to meet his or her awesome big brother."
Jim made Tyler sit down on Raven's front porch, took out his sharp knife and started playing around with it - making Tyler gulp nervously.
"You know, I had wanted to get rid of you at first. Before I had even met you. You know, make you accidentally walk into a pit of hungry shadow demons, devouring you alive from the inside..."
Tyler scooted away a bit, an anxious expression on his face.
"However, now that I've met you - I actually see a lot of me in you."
Tyler raised an eyebrow at Raven's father, tilting his head.
"You do?"
Jim nodded, smiling softly as he looked up into the sky.
"I usually don't say stuff like this to people I've only just met. It took me ages to tell my wife and my brother. See, I was in the military too. I know that look in your eyes when you talk about it. I have lost... many people that were dear to me. My brother. My uncle. just to name a few... and I too still feel guilty for their deaths. And I know you too feel guilty for your parents' deaths."
Tyler stared at Jim with big eyes, not knowing what to say, and just kept quiet.
"You don't have to feel guilty. Kid, by serving in the military you have saved hundreds, maybe even thousands of lives - and nobody even thanked you for that. You risked your life for people who you don't even know. You risked your life for homophobes, racists, criminals, murderers, feminazis - but most importantly, you risked your life for your brother. You could've died there. But nevermore you went back. And I'm sure that hadn't you been medically discharged, you would've gone back again. Am I right?", Jim sighed silently, looking back at Tyler with a soft smile. "It wasn't your fault that your parents died. They died because they were protecting our streets, while you were overseas protecting our country. Don't feel guilty. It'll destroy you from the inside. Take it from someone who's done more bad than good. It doesn't only hurt you, but everyone around you. Let people in. Don't shut them out in fear of losing them. Say something when there's stuff bothering you. And most importantly, tell them every day that you love them. Not because you never know when it might be the last day you'll see them - but because that smile you'll get in return shines brighter than an entire sky full of stars."
Jim smirked softly, winking.
"If you hurt my daughter though, I'll cut your heart out.", he explained, letting out a soft chuckle as he got up again and held his hand out to help Tyler up.
"Thank you.", Tyler mumbled, a soft smile on his face as well.
"The same applies to you, though. Don't feel too guilty about what's happened. Your family loves you. So much."
"Yeah, I know.", Jim replied, a soft smirk on his face as he thought of his family, before he motioned to the door again.
"C'mon, let's get back. I feel as though Raven's missing her British Gingerbread-man."
"At least I'm not the Redneck-Cowboy here!", Tyler joked back, both chuckling for a moment.
Raven loved him. And Raven loved her father.
Tyler was alright. A good kid.
They really loved each other.
"Welcome to the family, Ginger."
Mike's eyes only kept widening at everything Ava said, his wings flapping excitedly.
"Everything looks so pretty from up here!", he called, grinning - if that even looked like a grin. Could birds grin? That'd probably look quite strange.
"I'm so taking you to that sushi-restaurant then! I love Sushi!"
Dylan lifted his shoulders, smiling akwardly.
"I have no idea! I want to do everything! Just pick whatever you want to do first!", he replied, his grin just widening even more.
"Man, snow is really beautiful."
Emily nodded excitedly, squealing happily.
"She's so fluffy and so cute! I just wanted to squeeze her like uuuurgh so fluffy!", she giggled, running her hand through her hair.
"Just as cute as her daddy."
"Names? Baby I still haven't even taken in the news yet-"
Hunter nodded happily at her oldest son, heeling down in front of him and taking his hand, gently placing it on her belly.
"You'll have another sibling, sweetie. And he or she is waiting desperately to meet his or her awesome big brother."
Jim made Tyler sit down on Raven's front porch, took out his sharp knife and started playing around with it - making Tyler gulp nervously.
"You know, I had wanted to get rid of you at first. Before I had even met you. You know, make you accidentally walk into a pit of hungry shadow demons, devouring you alive from the inside..."
Tyler scooted away a bit, an anxious expression on his face.
"However, now that I've met you - I actually see a lot of me in you."
Tyler raised an eyebrow at Raven's father, tilting his head.
"You do?"
Jim nodded, smiling softly as he looked up into the sky.
"I usually don't say stuff like this to people I've only just met. It took me ages to tell my wife and my brother. See, I was in the military too. I know that look in your eyes when you talk about it. I have lost... many people that were dear to me. My brother. My uncle. just to name a few... and I too still feel guilty for their deaths. And I know you too feel guilty for your parents' deaths."
Tyler stared at Jim with big eyes, not knowing what to say, and just kept quiet.
"You don't have to feel guilty. Kid, by serving in the military you have saved hundreds, maybe even thousands of lives - and nobody even thanked you for that. You risked your life for people who you don't even know. You risked your life for homophobes, racists, criminals, murderers, feminazis - but most importantly, you risked your life for your brother. You could've died there. But nevermore you went back. And I'm sure that hadn't you been medically discharged, you would've gone back again. Am I right?", Jim sighed silently, looking back at Tyler with a soft smile. "It wasn't your fault that your parents died. They died because they were protecting our streets, while you were overseas protecting our country. Don't feel guilty. It'll destroy you from the inside. Take it from someone who's done more bad than good. It doesn't only hurt you, but everyone around you. Let people in. Don't shut them out in fear of losing them. Say something when there's stuff bothering you. And most importantly, tell them every day that you love them. Not because you never know when it might be the last day you'll see them - but because that smile you'll get in return shines brighter than an entire sky full of stars."
Jim smirked softly, winking.
"If you hurt my daughter though, I'll cut your heart out.", he explained, letting out a soft chuckle as he got up again and held his hand out to help Tyler up.
"Thank you.", Tyler mumbled, a soft smile on his face as well.
"The same applies to you, though. Don't feel too guilty about what's happened. Your family loves you. So much."
"Yeah, I know.", Jim replied, a soft smirk on his face as he thought of his family, before he motioned to the door again.
"C'mon, let's get back. I feel as though Raven's missing her British Gingerbread-man."
"At least I'm not the Redneck-Cowboy here!", Tyler joked back, both chuckling for a moment.
Raven loved him. And Raven loved her father.
Tyler was alright. A good kid.
They really loved each other.
"Welcome to the family, Ginger."
Mike's eyes only kept widening at everything Ava said, his wings flapping excitedly.
"Everything looks so pretty from up here!", he called, grinning - if that even looked like a grin. Could birds grin? That'd probably look quite strange.
"I'm so taking you to that sushi-restaurant then! I love Sushi!"
Dylan lifted his shoulders, smiling akwardly.
"I have no idea! I want to do everything! Just pick whatever you want to do first!", he replied, his grin just widening even more.
"Man, snow is really beautiful."
Emily nodded excitedly, squealing happily.
"She's so fluffy and so cute! I just wanted to squeeze her like uuuurgh so fluffy!", she giggled, running her hand through her hair.
"Just as cute as her daddy."