Hybrid Heir of Hell

      She SCOOPS her little pup with many happy chitters!!! Hug time!!!!!

      “O’wi niik’jk…” Her heart wilts with a sharp pain, hovering over Sawyer. To lift her hands and gently clear the tears from their eyes, soft shushes being given, reassuring pulse of lights slowly rolling across her fins, trying to comfort her little pup. 

      “First, I can wholly assure you, you are worth it. You’re so young - you don’t have to know what you’re doing. And, believe me, at your age, it’s better you don’t know how to rule. You’ll get that responsibility later, when you’re ready, not before. For now, just be young. Enjoy yourself. Be happy and explore what you wish to be and do. When it is time, we can assist in teaching you.

      And if you decide not to rule - that is fine too. I will not make you rule. I can promise you Dad won’t either, okay? We care about you. Far more than a title. Okay?

     —- And remember. If anyone tries to shame you for not being a full demon - show them just how strong your bite is. None will be able to doubt you then.”

❝ I’m... the worst person to be an heir, especially to Hell. I’m not worth it. Dad is strong and cool and he knows what he’s doing. I’m just some kid who knows nothing and I’ll never be as cool as either of my parents. I-I’m... I’m not even a full demon..❞

sawyer would wear this kinda suit to their prom.