Faas Ni, Dii Kiir.

Life Under The Wing

(Pheha's POV)

I awake slowly and stretch slightly so as not to awaken Bormah. I stare up at nothing, wishing I could see as well as I do underwater. As this thought went through my head, I felt a small bout of guilt at the fact that I have not spoken about what I really am to him when he has already told me so much about himself. Almost without meaning to, my thoughts stray back in time to the day he told me who and what he really was...

I didn't know what Bormah has to say but I could tell by his voice that he is nervous, maybe even hesitant. "What is it you want to tell me, Bormah?" I had asked, tilting my head like the curious child I was. He had taken in a shallow breath, exhaling slowly before speaking in the booming voice I had come to love. " Dii Kiir...My child...I am afraid you don't know all of who I am as a being..." His words were shaky. What ever did he mean? I sat in silence, waiting for his explanation. He had stated that he was a dragon, a Dovah from the ancient Nordic tales and that he was an old friend to Alduin The World Eater that was prophesied to return. He talked about how he had helped someone called the Dovahkiin by teaching them how to use their Thu'um, the inner Voice that all dragons have, properly and how to use its power to command the world like a dragon could. He went on about their battles before going and speaking of how dragons like him once took over the land in ancient times, enslaving or killing all who fell beneath them. He also spoke of fighting as Alduin's lieutenant before rebelling against him and trying to help the people of Skyrim by teaching them how to use the Dov's own power against them. Even after all his help in overthrowing the dragons and Banishing Alduin into Time itself, some people wanted the Dovahkiin to kill him. I sighed and reached out to the direction of his voice which trembled slightly with ancient sadness. He had seemed surprised. "Hi Los Ni Faas? You are not afraid?"  He asked, his tone soft and gentle. I paused for a moment, still reaching out to him to touch him, to try and comfort him. I exhaled before speaking. "No. I'm not. I don't care what you once were, I just care about the now. I care about the fact that you have done nothing but take care of me. YOU brought me in, YOU have been raising me. That's all I care about... now let me touch you. It's the closest to seeing you as I'll ever get." My voice had started shaking as the last words escaped my lips but my stance had never wavered. I remember the exact feeling of his scales under my fingertips, the structure of his huge wings, and how his cheeks were wet from crying. A dragon...crying? That was something I never considered possible for something so big and mighty. What stood out the most was the sharp contrast of his battle scars compared to the rest of his body. The scars were many, some of them deep and I felt saddened that such a magnificent creature was marred for freeing the people of Tamriel from the dragons and their cult of Priests. A horn was chipped on the back of his head and his wings felt tattered like old leather...but the more flaws I felt in his body, the more beautiful he became to me. Like a grizzled old father who fought for his children and friends...but still had a heart of pure gold. It was oddly comforting, sitting there petting him...and he didn't seem to mind it one bit. If anything, he seemed to enjoy it as if it were the first time he had been treated that way...

I didn't even realize I had been petting his head until I heard a soft, deep chuckle like the rumbling of a small earthquake. The sound was alarming when I had first heard it but I quickly came to love the sound. Bormah was a dragon after all and even when he was being the tender parent that he was to me, his actions were becoming of a creature as large and strong as he. "Pruzah Feyl, Dii Mon. Good morning, my Daughter." He rumbles in his deep comforting tones, his head raising slightly as I feel his warm snout be placed under my hand. I giggle softly before snuggling closer to the one I have come to know and love as my father. I wish moments like these never ended...