A Safe Place

Cyno stared up at the only friendly face he'd ever seen in the short span of his life. The harpy was the biggest he'd ever seen - she was like a giant, even though she sat on the floor and held the little hybrid in her lap. Cyno was small enough to rest in her arms like a child; he was a child after all, only three years old. He'd spent his life being bounced around between harpy and griffon, and neither species had ever held him for long. No one wanted to. He was a disgusting creature by all the standards. It still wasn't something that he understood, of course. 

Sohl made a face down at the little thing, not quite enough disgust in her face to discourage him. After spending so much time in Equestria, she'd seen too many things and spent too much time with 'disgusting' and 'gross' creatures, nature's mistakes, to find Cyno repulsive, and perhaps that was why she was stuck with babysitting. Well, guarding was a better word. "Stop looking at me like that, kid," she practically whined. She couldn't afford to start feeling sentimental, but she missed Orea. It was almost an ache, a palpable pain from being separated, and she was finding Cyno slowly filling that void, and it didn't help that the little hybrid stared at his guardian with nothing short of adoration.

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A little something I wrote on the spot for this drawing, taking place very soon in an upcoming chapter of Expanding Horizons, and made to go along with this drawing that OniiJae made for me. Thank you so very much once again!!


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