"HA! i'm only 24 and can't age kid ill be 24 when the earth implodes"
he started choking
"And yet you have such wisdom that only comes from a great age" his smile turned into a self sure smirk
"i've seen a lot traveled a lot and learned a lot"
Coughing aggresivley
"Exactly...and you need years for that....dont...you?" He slightly leaned forward a bit, and started to tip, but then puffed into in small fox form. Then proceeded to take his normal spot onto his masters shoulder
"true my story won't end with you michal it will continue on through you even if i ever set my sword down you will be my student" shade turns his gaze to his blade remembering his first hunt across worlds his first time saving lives and taking a student shade being a fighter a unsung hero
A new necklace hung from onyx's neck. A thin leather cord with a shard of a broken blade, stained deep red
"your wearing a fragment of my broken sword you carry its story" he still had the broken sword in its sheath somewhere but he decides to grab it and makes a decision "take it forge it into your own blade write a new history over it michal"
"When I am older and more wise, I will...I feel that I am not quite ready yet" he bamffed his masters nose with his unusually long tail
"i insist michal when its time take this sword make it your sword"
"I will..in time" he settled down curling his paws under himself and his tail loosely around his masters neck
"fair enough you must really like my shoulder is it your favorite spot" he lightly grinned his gloved hand still holding the photo of his mother
"That it is! And...your.....mother?"
"she's gone michal she's been gone for twenty years dead"
"I already knew...I see it on your face, in your aura" he headbutted shade affectionately
he sets the photo down staring at her shade rarely cried never shed a tear he never did he was a solider but this time...shade let himself shed a tear
"Have...you visited her recently? It helps.." he then nipped at shades ear to try and jolt him out of his depression
"occasionally every day on her birthday...sometimes on mine"
"Good...well...the mist calls again, sorry to leave you so soon..."
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