Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the likeable one.
“Torloo!” Kyrie sprang up.
The older boy gamely crossed his legs, creating a seat for him. Hooking his chin over Kyrie’s shoulder to smile at the baby, Adoona-soh’s youngest started a friendly thrumming that was a far cry from a grown wolf’s rumble.
Losi gurgled back, hands waving excitedly.
Jacques liked Torloo. The kid had been one of a long line of Elderbough trackers who’d turned up to get a whiff of their quarry’s son, but Torloo hadn’t confined himself to duty.
Kyrie considered Torloo-dex Elderbough his friend.
And bless his loyal heart, Torloo considered Kyrie his.
Posted: June 23, 2022
Prompt: Quarry, suggested by twiddle
Summary: Jacques Smythe brazens his way into Stately House and shows no sign of departing. Like it or not, Lord Mettlebright has himself a butler. An Amaranthine Saga Serial. [Humor, Drama, Family] Begins here. You can suggest a prompt here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Lord Mettlebright’s Man tag.