Onyssa
The little prince growled at me.
I have been threatened by gods and their weather. I stood in the first dark and watched the world learn what burning was. And on that ridge, a whelp the size of my foot put himself between me and his people, bared his milk fangs, and told the last of the First what she would not be taking, and of everything I left lying in the frost that day, he is the only part I carried home.
The rest of them behaved as expected. The pup king got up twice, which I will grant him, since his line has never learned the mercy of staying down. The mother threw her small lightning at me and watched it fail. The water child built her pretty wall, and the soldier put his own body over the boy, which was the only intelligent act performed on that ridge, my own attendance
