[M] Until Silence Is Broken

Razor took the boy's hand and lead him out of the tunnels and outside. It was time to get him a present if only to make him feel loved. He gently rubbed the back of his son's hand with his thumb as he pulled him along. "Was there any color you wanted? Or would you rather wait to see the kits before picking?"

He smiled down at his son as he drew up a portal to a nearby town. "Come on," he walked through the portal. On the other side was a house and he knocked on the door waiting. Maybe they'd be home and have a lot this time of the year. He hoped so.

The boy was so excited as he followed after his father with pure excitement that couldn't be contained in his little body. He didn't know what he was more excited for though; getting a new pet, or spending more time with dad. Either would have been fine for the young boy. Really though, he just loved his father and it showed. "Umm... I don't know... Maybe a red one... or a silver one... do they come in blue and black? I don't know can I get more than one? What if I want them all?" The boy started babbling on and on in his excitement about the fox ranging from the colors to how many there were and if he even knew what he wanted or if he wanted to wait to see the kits first. He was so indecisive about it, but he was happy.

Vion followed dad through the door and waited with excitement. Was this house where they were? He could smell some animals, but he didn't know a fox's scent exactly from the others. He was still learning a couple of them.

From the house ran a few animals around the house ranging from a small wolf to cats and a couple of foxes. Each lived in simple bliss with one another, but with the knock at the door, it drew some eager heads towards the direction. The wolf clawed at the door wanting to know what was on the other side. The other animals more or less ignored it or went into hiding. A male lingered about. He was in no rush to go answer it. He slowly moved towards the door and patted the smaller animal's head who calmed down at his master's touch. He wagged his tail and stepped behind him to let the man open the door.

As the door opened, the man looked to see the familiar face. "Ah.. my Lord," he said as he bowed slightly at the ruler and looked to the smaller form shadowing the taller figure, a resemblance present. He figured it must have been the Lord's son and smiled giving his acknowledgment to the younger royal. His eyes fixed back on Razor, unsure why he was here this time with his son. "It's been awhile... What brings you here?" He stepped aside to let the two of them come in. He knew better than to leave them standing of the house without welcoming them back in. The small wolf looked at the two confused as to who they were. Vion looked curiously at the other creature and smiled. He did love animals...

Razor looked at the man and nneed before stepping in. There were so many animals here. Surely Vion could find at least one he liked more then the others. He glanced at the inside of the house knowing his son would follow close behind. He was never far from his father. 

"I'm looking for a young kit for my son," the man said as he ruffled his son's hair. "Something small and gentle for him. He is looking for a fox but one that is weaned mind you." His eyes never left the man as he spoke. He made his point clear. The pet had to be safe for his son but old enough that it didn't need it's mother.

He gave a gentle push of encouragement. "Only one Vion. Pick carefully."

The man met the smaller demon's eyes more out of fear to leave them as if he were 'ignoring' him. He knew to bring only the best of the kits for the royal family. Even still, he needed the ones who would be weaned from their mothers. Thankfully he had a few litters the boy could choose from, but if he wandered to see the mothers with the unweaned pups... Hopefully dad would keep the child from choosing from there. "Of course my Lord," the man replied as he looked down to the boy with a small smile. "Come now. The kits are this way."

Vion perked up happily and grabbed onto dad's hand to take him with him. He wanted dad to follow close by. He always wanted dad near him. He soon let go of dad though to follow the man towards the kits. The man had taken them only a room down where dozens of little fur fluffs running around ranging from snow white to pitch black and bright reds and oranges. All were natural in color but all varied in coloration and patterns. The boy was gleaming with pure joy as soon as he saw them all. Vion couldn't stop staring as he bounced from one kit to another. He looked to the other man; a huge smile on his face. "Can I go in there with them?"

The man nodded and then looked down at the boy. "You can but just remember that they are still young. They will bite to play, but they don't know what is too hard of a bite or not." Vion smiled happily and looked to dad for approval to go play with the young pups. He wouldn't do anything unless dad said he could.

Razor nodded showing his son that he could go and enjoy his time with the kit. He wanted him to enjoy the moment. "Make sure what he takes is male and immortal. I don't want him to watch the kit die from old age. It's. A fear he will never know as long as I can help it. Our kind doesn't know that fear and to give him a creature that would know it is unkind and cruel," the ruler whispered to the handler.

He'd let his son enjoy his time as a child for now. It was best to let him enjoy the small things so things would not be so dark later. He smiled and watched as the kits played together in the holding. They were cute.. it brought back fond memories, the few he had, as a child.

Razor barely even started to nod before the boy took off into the captive area for all of the little kits. He was too excited to really wait for that much of an approval from his father. The first sign of approval and he was already gone. The man nodded towards the Lord as he watched the young boy dart off to play with kits. Many of the kits here were mortal and it concerned the man. He only had one litter, maybe two of the immortal pups at the moment and for it to be a male... It was going to be an interesting adventure with the young royal. The last thing the man wanted to do was upset the child by telling him no to a kit and thus making Razor mad at him, but his father gave the breeder specific instructions...

Vion meanwhile had already been on the floor when a couple of the kits went to go tackle him. The balls of fluff jumped around trying to lick at his face while a few tried to nibble on him playfully. A few of the others tugged on his clothes unsure what the strange material was. The boy just laughed and tried to push the kits away that nibbled too hard, but he was enjoying himself. If he could have, the boy would have taken all of them home, but dad only said one. How was he supposed to choose from them?

The man went in not too long after. The kits gave him the same greeting as Vion, though due to him standing they jumped at his legs though they didn't succeed in getting anywhere. Only a couple stayed back with the boy and he was fine with that. One of the pups curled up in his lap as the boy gently stroked his fur. The fox a silver cross fox that had a deep black base coat with a muted orange lining the sides of his body and accenting his face. One ear was in orange while the other was black. His muzzle was covered in pure black as it faded to a silver the coated the tips of the other fur. Along the rest of his body was faded with silver tips with black roots. His tail was a mix of the blacks, orange, and silver decorating the rest of his body. The man looked at the fox staying in the boy's arms to see a small twine tied around his neck. He gave a small sigh of relief. The twine marked which of the pups were immortal and seeing that there were few from this batch, the boy managed to find one of the male kits he had available. "It looks like you found a buddy," the man commented as he smiled at the pair. Vion grinned as he continued to the pet the fox who was staring down the other men in the room, though would put his ears back in a small expression of joy when the boy would stroke near his head. If another kit tried to come by looking for attention, the fox would growl and try to chase it off before returning to Vion to receive his pets.

"Yes!" the boy chimed with a huge goofy grin to match. The man smiled as he tried to kneel down next to the boy only to receive a warning growl from the kit. The man stared down at it unsure of the display of behavior seeing as he knew this kit to be overall docile.

"...Looks like the kit chose you. Is this the one that you want?" Vion nodded and he hugged the little kit who didn't seem to mind the rougher handling. The man looked back at Razor to see what he would say. The kit was what he wanted, but was it good enough for his son?

Razor watched the boy with curiosity as he was amongst the kits. He seemed to be happy and maybe this would keep him happy until he could think of something better. He was sure this wouldn't last forever though and soon his son would crave his attention just as much.

"Vion that one is perfect! Let's go back him with your new pet and get it a place set up," his father told him giving the man money for his troubles. Razor may have been nice but he knew his presence often caused a lot of unrest amongst the public. He was sure this was no exception. He smiled and nodded mouthing a thank you.

The man nodded as he took the money from the Lord. Always more than enough whenever he came by. It was one of the small perks, but with the presence of the royal family, he knew of the unrest that would soon follow in town. At least the pair were happy and he was able to find a pet that worked with the Lord's specifications. Out of all the foxes, the child found one that perfectly matched his father's wishes. It amazed him, but he didn't question it. He was familiar with all the animals here, knowing how each would be. That one would be good for them. He'd be a good pet for the child.

The boy hugged his new friend who didn't seem to mind to extra attention. Other kits still tried to come near, but got a few warning growls from the one Vion now owned, but some still managed to sneak a bit of the child's affection. He didn't want to leave this place with all the fun creatures around, but he would be a good boy and listen to dad. "Okay Daddy," he replied as he looked down at the new pet. "Come on. We're going home." Vion got up off the ground carrying his fluffy fox as he went to join his father once more. The fox gave the boy no trouble, though eyed the Lord warily. He wanted to growl, but felt as if he shouldn't so the fox stayed quiet as he pressed into his new owner.

"Have you thought of a name for your pet," he asked the boy as he drew open a portal waiting for the child to go through before he did. He had the portal to where it'd open into his son's bedroom. He wanted his son to feel safe and secure and to allow the fox to have no real room to wiggle away.

His amber eyes were soft. At least now one of the people he cared about and for would be happy for a while. He knew he wouldn't have to worry about his boy for a while at least. He just figured he may have to tell the servants to help the boy when they can with the fox. That was about all he could hope for.

The boy glanced at his father as he drew the portal for them. He wasn't too sure what to name his new companion, but he had a little time to do that. After all, the boy just picked out the new pet so he hadn't known what to name him at the moment. Maybe something would come to him soon, but for now the new addition to the family would remain nameless until the boy could decide on a decent enough name. Vion shook his head no in reply as he went through the portal and glanced at where his father had dropped them off. A small grin crept onto his face as he squeezed the fox in response, causing the smaller creature to yelp in surprise. Unaware to the boy, he ran over to his bed, dragging the new pet in toe with him. The fox remained calm and tempered throughout the boy's rougher treatment, but his ears flattened a bit to show when he was annoyed. However, that was the most other than small growls every now and then to show the boy the fox was not happy; to which the young royal would adjust.

Vion laid the fox on his bed before climbing up to join him. The fox walked around the perimeter of the soft surface unsure what it really was as it explored the new terrain. Vion watched in amusement with giggles and smiles to accompany. Within time the fox return to the boy's lap and curled up as if claiming him as his bed over the rest of the actual bed, but Vion didn't mind. He merely rested a hand on the creature and rubbed behind its ears. "Thank you daddy!" Vion said as he looked up to his dad with a huge smile. He was happy.