Obsessed [NeteyamxAonung]

Burgundy - Sully Boy

On the beach hidden behind the hill their cabin sits on, Neteyam stands on the shore, watching as Aonung treads calmly into the water.

His raft is tied securely to a post, which was done by his father, so he doesn't dare to mess with it.

Neteyam knows he isn't supposed to be in the water without supervision, but since Aonung isn't aware he knows that, he doesn't comment on potentially getting into trouble doing this.

Aonung glances back at him, waving him forward, and Neteyam follows. The water is warm, but cooler than the sand, which is relieving to his feet.

He makes his way over to the marine boy, standing waist deep in the water, and Aonung lets out a clicking noise. It makes him stare at him, until a creature suddenly shows in the water with responding clicks, making him flinch.

Aonung- (laughs) It's okay, he's friendly.

The creature clicks towards him, and he finds it somewhat cute, but is still cautious.

Neteyam- What is he?

Aonung- An Ilu. They're sweet, and playful.

Aonung pets the Ilu's snout, and it moves closer to him for more attention, then he looks back at Neteyam.

Aonung- You can pet him too.

Neteyam- Uh . . .

He reaches his hand out, which excites the creature, making it splash and move towards him. The sudden movement makes him step back, and Aonung laughs at him.

Aonung- Here.

Aonung gently takes his hand, and pulls him over to the Ilu, placing it on the creature's head. With a smile at the Ilu's happiness, he pets it more.

Neteyam- Is he yours?

Aonung- Yeah. His name is Obsidian GoldenLord.

Neteyam- What? He sounds like a tyrant.

Aonung- No, he sounds like a prized warrior. He ventures out to new lands and conquers them for his people.

He speaks as if he's telling a tale of a truly great warrior, which amuses Neteyam, but also reminds him of his father. The man who was a great warrior, and was also raising him to be as well.

The Ilu seems to sense him saddening, and rubs against him with a low noise.

Aonung- What's wrong?

Neteyam- Nothing really. Just . . . My father was a warrior.

Aonung- What was he like?

He looks up at the stars, picturing memories of him and his family.

Neteyam- Brave, adventurous, protective, caring, and fun. I wanted to be just like him.

Aonung- I'd say you're on the right path to that.

He looks back to Aonung with a small smile, feeling happy hearing that. Then he turns his attention to the Ilu again.

Neteyam- The trip we were on was originally meant for just him, but rather than return to tell us tales of his adventure, he brought us with.

A small frown appears on his face.