YOU'RE GONE AND I GOTTA STAY HIGH || DIETRICH

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KTENOLOGY
Featuring Thanatology

In the dark and dreary forest, a young mare wandered along with her six month old filly following. They followed a barely-there path to the edge of the twisted, malicious forest, and then they waited. The mare leaned against a gnarled tree, tired already from the small walk. Her daughter's birth had left her wrecked, unable to walk for many weeks. Now she was finally up on her feet, and her strength was taking its time to return. Thanatology, her daughter, had no such issues with her energy. She bounded to and fro, chasing floating pieces of dust as there were no bugs or other beasts to observe. This was a barren place, but the filly could find excitement anywhere she went. Ktenology could not tell if it was part of her youthful energies or if she was destined to forever be like this. She couldn't tell which she would prefer, but it would certainly be a lot easier on her healing body if the child would calm down. The brindle exhaled slowly, eyes closing briefly as she rested. She was waiting for Dietrich, whom she had asked for help raising their child. 

Kteno was not sure how to feel about seeing him again. She had severely mixed feelings towards him and his cunning words. But no matter what, she loved her daughter, and if anything, she wanted to give her a better life than she had had while growing up. She opened her eyes half-way, her silver gaze following the filly as she bucked and talked to some imaginary figures only she knew. The mare felt a little apprehensive at how broad Thana's imagination was becoming. Would she have trouble differentiating between reality and dreams like her mother. The mare would never hope such a thing for the poor thing. She had a hard enough trouble dealing with the unseen terrors that plagued her mind, she could never help a child cope with the same thing. It would be unfair to both of them. 

"What is my da's name, mommmaaa? Dexter?" Thana asked as she pounced on a stick. It cracked loudly under her hooves, making her mother tense. The filly played on, however, before glancing up at the brindle, expectant.

"Dietrich. Die-trich," Kteno ansered, enunciating as best as she could. She knew it was useless, Thana would get it wrong no matter what. She had yet to determine if her girl did it on purpose of she really could not grasp how names worked. 

"Devin, okay," she said, nodding before she jumped onto a shadow of a tree, back with her fantastical playing.

[Δ Beauty With The Booty]

DIETRICH
'When it comes to death, it's better to give, than to receive.'

The stallion held a critical look to him. His mis-matched eyes were dull and his brow shadowed them with a scowl. His face was twisted in such an angry scowl, that members of his herd had told him that his face would stick like that. They sounded like his damn mother. Upon exiting Reach, he was surprised he didn't come across Harkness; only Lord knows what the sabino stallion would have said to the assassin. 'What is little ole Harky starting to get under your skin?' The voice echoed in his skull, causing Dietrich to pin his auds to his skull, letting out an unholy snort. The voices normally did not bother him, but today, having no contract or anything to do, they were being really bitchy or whiny in the child-like voice's case. He had learned not to retort back to them, but lately it was getting harder and harder to do so.

'I wanna go play with a new toy, find me a new toy!' The high-pitched boyish voice nearly split Dietrich's skull in two. The grullo brute had to halt his steps and close his eyes for a moment before he could even continue. 'Just shut your fucking mouth, jesus christ alive!' He growled in his raspy vocals, he had said it outloud, which earned him an odd look from a passing Imperium member. He payed the bitch no mind, which was quite odd for the scar-faced bastard. He was usually so set on finding a female at least once a day. But in that moment, the only female he was trying to find was Ktenology. The mare had been one of his 'victims' months before and had asked the oddest question when she turned out to be pregnant with his child. She wanted help raising the child. This kind of struck odd for the grullo bastard, he only knew that he had Zsadist and Villainess and now this filly named..Thanatology. Who knows how many other foals he had out there.

Soon he reached the land known as Destruction's Reach, where he and Ktenology normally met. He lugged his huge frame through the gnarled trees and shrubs, ambling along when his auds picked up on quite a bit of noise. He halting his steps, black tag snapping at his flanks as he flared his nares, mis-matched orbs looking towards the noise. 'What is my da's name, mommmaaa? Dexter?" It was a filly, speaking to her mother it seemed. Dietrich tried to see if he knew any stallions named Dexter but none rang a bell. "Dietrich. Die-trich." His harks perked forward as far as they could. That was Kteno's voice..so the filly must be his daughter.."Devin, okay," His harks instantly pinned, his brows furrowing in confusion. The two voices were laughing their asses off. Dietrich snorted loudly, pushing forward through the trees, coming upon the two faes. 'Ahhhh, Kteno, my baby, how are you?"

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KTENOLOGY
Featuring Thanatology

The mare stiffened immediately at the familiar, skin-crawling voice. She kept her gaze levelled away, ears pinned back She was already regretting asking for his help, she hadn't really wanted to see him. But even now, when she wanted to appear strong, she had to lean against the tree for support. Dietrich's appearance only served to remind her of how weak she truly was, and it was not a good feeling to have. "Fine," she muttered curtly, avoiding looking at him for all she was worth.

Thana, however, seemed starstruck. She stood, frozen, mismatched eyes wide before she gasped and bounded forward. "Daddy daddy daaaaaaddddyyy!" she squealed. The filly practically hopped in a circle around him, eager and perkier than ever. "How are you?? Your eyes are almost like mine! Where do you live? Can I come back with you?? How come mommy doesn't like talking about you?? Do I have other sisters? You're pretty!" she rambled on and on, words spilling out of her mouth as soon as the thoughts formed. She was clearly infatuated with her rarely seen father. Kteno didn't like that, but she supposed it was for the best. Thana deserved someone who could at least attempt to care for her better than she could.

Ideally, it would take both of them to care for her, but Kteno had no idea how Dietrich was like as a father. It would take a probation of sorts for her to see how he reacted to the bundle of energy with her unfiltered mouth. The filly in question had reached her father's front and was stretching her neck as far as she could, trying to touch his muzzle with hers. Her thin ears perked forward, excited to meet him. She figured she was going to love having a father around, he was surely to be more fun than her tired mother. Thana took a few wobbly steps backwards and attempted to rear up, as if to show how fearsome she could be. 

[Δ Beauty With The Booty]

DIETRICH
'When it comes to death, it's better to give, than to receive.'

Dietrich couldn't help the sly smirk across his facials as the brindled mare recognized his voice. Good He thought and sauntered forward, watching as the smaller mare attempted to stand under her own strength but ended up having to use a tree to keep on her feet. His face fell and almost looked disgusted, but in reality he wasn't sure what to feel towards the mare's actions. He had mixed feelings. "Growing soft are you?" The voice cackled in the tunnels of his mind, hiding in the many crevices like a specter. Dietrich simply narrowed his orbs in retaliation of the brutal words. "Fine" The vocals of the mare hit his auds and he snorted, clearly stating his opinion on her white lie. However, he did not get to voice his opinions due to what he assumed was their child. "Daddy daddy daaaaaaddddyyy! How are you?? Your eyes are almost like mine! Where do you live? Can I come back with you?? How come mommy doesn't like talking about you?? Do I have other sisters? You're pretty!" His mis-matched eyes darted down to the little red dun filly. She bounded happily around him and the old stag found it a little disorienting. His mind spun with the amount of questions spouted out of her little mouth at the speed of light. He simply stared at her, dumbfounded and then snapped his oculars up at Kteno and just stared at her as if saying 'This is my daughter? OUR daughter?'. He had no idea what to think, for once the voices were silenced as well.

Motion below him caught his eye and he looked back at the little filly, her eyes almost matching his. He stayed stock still as she attempted to touch his muzzle and the minutes ticked on as he attempted to think of what to do. Zsadist and Villainess were not like this..he blinked, unsure. Both voices 'hmmmm'd' in unison as if they were thinking as well. Then the dam broke and an almost crude grin plastered on his face and he pressed his muzzle to the young filly's and snorted, chuckling heartily. His eyes never left her as she backed up and reared, and he instantly faked a frightened expression and cowered as low as he could. "Please spare me fearsome one!" His voice even trembled and he turned his face away as if he was shielding himself from impending doom. 'Yay! Can she come and play with us?!' Dietrich ignored the voice fully and turned back to his daughter, bounding up to her and nipping at her short mane with a chuckle, smile never leaving his facials.

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KTENOLOGY
Featuring Thanatology

She glanced back at him as he sauntered forward, trying not to shrink back. Surely he wouldn't try and hurt her in front of their child, would he? Her gaze flicked to Thana and her endless, wild aura of energy. He made it clear that he saw through her lie easily enough, but she really couldn't say she had expected to fool him at all. Kteno felt weak because she was weak, she knew that. It hurt, but it was the truth. She lowered her head, allowing herself to succumb to those evil, whispering voices, knowing that all they said about her was true. They filled her ears and made her heart feel heavy, so heavy she could only lean more against the tree. Her gaze went blank as her focus was consumed inwardly, unaware of what the other two were now doing. Not even Dietrich's bewildered stare could pull her away.

Thanatology, on the other hand, was beside herself with glee at the final reveal of her father. Her nose twitched as he pressed his muzzle to hers, her little tail flicking around as if she were some kind of excited puppy. When he played along with her act, cowering comedically, she started to giggle and settled all four hooves back onto the ground. "Silly daddy, I won't hurt you!" she crowed, feeling very proud of her display. The filly froze when he bounded up to her, but then she squealed as he nipped at her mane. With a shake of her neck, she bounded off, bouncing high into the air as if she were more like a fawn than a filly. She kicked her feet out and almost fell a few times, unused to her gangly limbs still. She grew more and more every day so it was still a wonder she could move without becoming tangled up in her own legs. 

When she had reached a few meters, she turned and ran at Dietrich as if she planned on mowing him down. "I'm gonna get ya, daddy!" she warned, grinning brightly. Her little spindly legs seemed to flail about dangerously, more in danger of hitting some random root than to carry her to her destination. She was a funny looking spectacle, all bouncy and thin, like a rampant piece of spaghetti. 

[Δ Beauty With The Booty]

DIETRICH
'When it comes to death, it's better to give, than to receive.'

Excitement filtered across the old bastard's scarred visage. The young filly was such a turn around from his other two children. He couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him at her words. Of course she wouldn't hurt him, he was the mighty Dietrich! Nothing could harm him. Not even his own child. He puffed out his chest comically and curled his neck, showing off his Spanish roots, and gave Ktenology and very suggestive look before grinning down at their bounding daughter. He slumped back down into his original stance and copied her exact movements, but around Ktenology and her best friend, the Tree. He grinned sadistically as he nipped her rump before bounding off and halting his movements. Duo-hued eyes watched the red dun fae as she bounded around, gangly limbs and all. He hoped to take her along with him, back to Reach. She would make an excellent assassin. He would be sure that was the path his littlest daughter took. He could tell that the path would not ruin her spirit, seeing how much she had in her. "Sad thing it is, already thinking about ruining your daughter." The voice taunted but the grullo stag forced himself to ignore it. Or at least try. "She's pretty tasty looking, isn't she? How long has it been since you had a proper meal, eh?" The voice growled in his head, giving him a headache. He squeezed his eyes shut, ignoring his daughter as she barreled towards him. "Let's play, let's play!" The childish voice added to the headache and he snorted, almost menacingly. It HAD been a long time since he had tasted flesh. Being in a herd had kept him from what foods he truly craved. He just hoped that Meta and Harkness never found out, Witchcrypt knew. And he wanted to keep it that way. It wasn't that he was ashamed of it, he just wanted to keep it on the down low that he usually ate his targets and clients. Was bad for business.

The little bundle of energy smacked into his chest and he snapped out of his thoughts, dentals baring and reaching out to take a chunk out of what had attacked him, "No! No! No!" The childish voice stopped him in his tracks and he closed his jaws with a snap, looking down at his daughter and just staring. After a moment, he grinned. "You got me!" He faked surprise and nipped her lightly on the bum before darting around her and to her mother he danced circles around her and then stopped, his ass to Kteno. "Come on, you want to meet your uncles?" He cooed and pushed off the way he had came, beckoning Kteno with a toss of his head.