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Early Spring, Year 750 of the New AgeGlenmore, in the Glenwood
Featuring Baby Lord Accalon , Lord Aquilon (NPC) and Lady Caelia (NPC)
Lord Aquilon grimaced as he watched his son cheerfully tuck into the grass that had spontaneously burst into lush green juiciness all around him. Sighing, he flicked an ear, but smiled slightly as the roan colt turned to grin grassily at him before his attention was once more stolen by the tempting greenery.

Three weeks into the young buck's lessons, and he had finally managed to master the art of growing grass. However... the consequences of said mastery had been rather unexpected.

"My Lord Aquilon."

The bay roan stag winced as he heard the overly-casual tone of his mate, flicking an ear back to her before he looked over in greeting with his own mild expression. "My Lady."

Lady Caelia stepped up beside her mate, eyes fixed on her young son as the blue colt set about greening a pattern of grass before he set about destroying it with his teeth. Watching this, her mouth thinned before she turned icy eyes onto the stag beside her -- and it was only years of the most stringent discipline and control that allowed him to maintain his calm demeanor. "Care to explain why my son appears to be attempting to out-eat the entire Glenmore population, dearest?" She asked silkily, prompting an uncomfortable shift from her mate.

"He is learning how to use his magic, Caelia."

"Clearly."

Lord Aquilon sighed, but didn't bother to reply to his mate's acidic tone, knowing it was best to let her be. After a moment, he broke into the heavy silence turning to look at the palomino doe with a slight smile. "At least we can take comfort in the fact that he shall be joining the Guard soon -- all that puppy fat will be a good start for muscle..." He trailed off as Caelia fixed her furious gaze on him again, turning quickly to look back towards Accalon in order to avoid her gaze.

"You expect me to be glad of his overeating? Aquilon-"

"Yes, yes, I know. However, there really is nothing for it, is there? It must be a phase, he will soon grow out of it."

Caelia raised a haughty eyebrow, looking scathingly at her mate. "At the rate he is going, of that I have no doubt." She said, sniffing. When her mate maintained his silence, Caelia shook her head and drew herself up to her full height, managing to look tall despite her diminutive frame.

"I think this situation calls for a mother's touch." She said grimly, with all the airs of a general going into battle. She shot a quick glare to her mate's half-smile before she marched over to their son, her angry expression instantly transforming into a beatific, loving smile as she leaned down to greet her son.

Lord Aquilon watched mildly, chuckling as he caught snatches of the conversation. Snippets of, 'How is my handsome boy today, hm?' and, 'Such a smart colt! Could you grow me some flowers, my darling?' drifted over to him; within minutes, Accalon was obligingly growing any manner of flower and plant for his mother, focusing his magic carefully in such a way as he hadn't before that point. After a few exercises, Lady Caelia had managed to convince their son to return to the den to help her decorate it, showing the colt how best to channel his fledgling magic by gently guiding it with her own.

Shaking his head in amusement, Lord Aquilon decided to leave his family to it, walking off to go do his lordly duties. When he returned later, it was to an explosion of colour -- shrubs grown by his mate were decorated with a rainbow of colour, courtesy of their son. And, best of all, the exercises had the colt so magically wrung out that he simply could not return to his lazy grass growing and eating.

The bay roan stag walked over to his mate, hiding an affectionate smile at her haughty, proud expression. Gently brushing a lick to her jawline, he went over to coax and chide Accalon onto his feet for his pre-Guard training, enduring the grumbling with an easy smile.

Between the two of them, Aquilon had no doubt their boy would turn out just fine.

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More adventures in the life of Babylon! Featuring a fab new roly-poly belly, thanks to all that lush, magic-grown grass

Background by the lovely SweetLittleVampire <3

Description
Early Spring, Year 750 of the New AgeGlenmore, in the Glenwood
Featuring Baby Lord Accalon , Lord Aquilon (NPC) and Lady Caelia (NPC)
Lord Aquilon grimaced as he watched his son cheerfully tuck into the grass that had spontaneously burst into lush green juiciness all around him. Sighing, he flicked an ear, but smiled slightly as the roan colt turned to grin grassily at him before his attention was once more stolen by the tempting greenery.

Three weeks into the young buck's lessons, and he had finally managed to master the art of growing grass. However... the consequences of said mastery had been rather unexpected.

"My Lord Aquilon."

The bay roan stag winced as he heard the overly-casual tone of his mate, flicking an ear back to her before he looked over in greeting with his own mild expression. "My Lady."

Lady Caelia stepped up beside her mate, eyes fixed on her young son as the blue colt set about greening a pattern of grass before he set about destroying it with his teeth. Watching this, her mouth thinned before she turned icy eyes onto the stag beside her -- and it was only years of the most stringent discipline and control that allowed him to maintain his calm demeanor. "Care to explain why my son appears to be attempting to out-eat the entire Glenmore population, dearest?" She asked silkily, prompting an uncomfortable shift from her mate.

"He is learning how to use his magic, Caelia."

"Clearly."

Lord Aquilon sighed, but didn't bother to reply to his mate's acidic tone, knowing it was best to let her be. After a moment, he broke into the heavy silence turning to look at the palomino doe with a slight smile. "At least we can take comfort in the fact that he shall be joining the Guard soon -- all that puppy fat will be a good start for muscle..." He trailed off as Caelia fixed her furious gaze on him again, turning quickly to look back towards Accalon in order to avoid her gaze.

"You expect me to be glad of his overeating? Aquilon-"

"Yes, yes, I know. However, there really is nothing for it, is there? It must be a phase, he will soon grow out of it."

Caelia raised a haughty eyebrow, looking scathingly at her mate. "At the rate he is going, of that I have no doubt." She said, sniffing. When her mate maintained his silence, Caelia shook her head and drew herself up to her full height, managing to look tall despite her diminutive frame.

"I think this situation calls for a mother's touch." She said grimly, with all the airs of a general going into battle. She shot a quick glare to her mate's half-smile before she marched over to their son, her angry expression instantly transforming into a beatific, loving smile as she leaned down to greet her son.

Lord Aquilon watched mildly, chuckling as he caught snatches of the conversation. Snippets of, 'How is my handsome boy today, hm?' and, 'Such a smart colt! Could you grow me some flowers, my darling?' drifted over to him; within minutes, Accalon was obligingly growing any manner of flower and plant for his mother, focusing his magic carefully in such a way as he hadn't before that point. After a few exercises, Lady Caelia had managed to convince their son to return to the den to help her decorate it, showing the colt how best to channel his fledgling magic by gently guiding it with her own.

Shaking his head in amusement, Lord Aquilon decided to leave his family to it, walking off to go do his lordly duties. When he returned later, it was to an explosion of colour -- shrubs grown by his mate were decorated with a rainbow of colour, courtesy of their son. And, best of all, the exercises had the colt so magically wrung out that he simply could not return to his lazy grass growing and eating.

The bay roan stag walked over to his mate, hiding an affectionate smile at her haughty, proud expression. Gently brushing a lick to her jawline, he went over to coax and chide Accalon onto his feet for his pre-Guard training, enduring the grumbling with an easy smile.

Between the two of them, Aquilon had no doubt their boy would turn out just fine.

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More adventures in the life of Babylon! Featuring a fab new roly-poly belly, thanks to all that lush, magic-grown grass

Background by the lovely SweetLittleVampire <3