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A Broken Bond

Belong (186 words)

At the cost of half of a bloodline, Teale wanted to show his undying loyalty to his father's side of the family. Their songs of comfort and joy could move a child to abandon his connection to people he could not bond with. That's why the geode held his stance against his mother's pleading words. It wasn't much of a fight for long as Teale's harsh coldness stung his aunts and mother with astonishment. Who would dare tell this child he was hurting his own mother deeper than his father ever could?

Nevertheless, Teale entered under the wing of a vespire that sought to separate him from pouflon kind even further. Rested on a crimson bumpy ottoman, Teale took pleasure listening to scornful stories about how his father fought these tiny feathered thorns. 

"Never grasp onto a rose's stem for dear life, for it surely will prick your hands and make tears shed from its pain," his father spoke. "Clinging to someone whose family hates you is pure foolishness. Their flowery wishes of fondness would not be enough to ease the scars in your side."

Distant (203 words)

"Can we not reason with these people, father?" Teale asked.

"We needn't waste our breath for they find it repulsive!" his father snarled. "Let them find their way into a cave too dark for them to escape, then we shall refuse their cries for help."

This was quite the tone Teale's father took on. Nevertheless, his  father's words were the law, and the law said to not help a single pouflon. In due time, this became the rule for the land as vespires  older than Teale found pouflon kind to be a danger to step anywhere  near. Fear did they not have, nor did Teale, but the country of vespires  were exasperated about being accused of crimes they did not commit.

Tiredness  was avoidant of Teale, but his obedience was the single strand that  held him back from acknowledging hooved beggers. These beggars could be  knelt on their scraggly knees, yet Teale clutched onto his collection of  coins and passed beggars by without a word. Right in the line of sight  of the pouflon beggars, Teale would then give most of his coins to the  vespire beggar found in the dark alleyway.

What would this visual denial inspire out of those pouflons?