Howls of anger and pain pierce the air as Uriah tries to defend himself from his three older half-brothers. He barely manages to duck under their attacks.
Erik opens the door walking out hearing the cries he freezes seeing them before he can say a word Uriah let's out a deafening growl tackling his oldest brother for only being 8 his strength was amazing.
"Uriah!" Erik lunges forward grabbing him. The oldest struggles to stand claw marks running down his arms the other two run off the third quickly following.
Uriah snarls breaking from his grip his narrowed glaring dark green eyes stare up at him his black bangs fall over his eyes his fist clenched at his sides. "Their bullies!"
Erik kneels down in front of him gently touching his cheek. "I'll talk to them... He opens his arms smiling gently.
Uriah slightly rubs his eyes rushing into his arms bruises running along his face he buries his face in his shoulder. Erik picks up his son glancing where is other sons went.
Uriah's tail flicks behind him his faint whisper surprises Erik. "Why am I different?...
His father gently rubs his back. "It's because you're special and you had a different mother than your reckless brothers. You see your part demon."
Uriah's dark green gaze glances up at him with interest. "Oh so mommy was a demon like me?"
He nods slowly, "Well part demon my son." Uriah nestles his head in his shoulder satisfied with that answer
Erik stared at his boy thinking how much strength this sweet boy possesses...
