What happened to you?
Tonight is a very special night indeed! It seems you're getting a second ward!
A strange troll approaches you with a wriggler. Her wriggler looks very odd and dark. It's like you're staring at a shadow with clothes. How very odd indeed. The strange troll sets the wriggler down and stares at you. Is this yours now? You approach the shadow troll.
It's not doing anything. It looks confused and keeps staring at you and the other troll. You remember your other ward seemed confused too. You wrap your wings around the tiny troll and hug it tight. It seems scared at first, but then it hugs you back. You don't know if it's a boy or a girl. You don't care, though. It's weird, but you love it anyways.
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The boy's name is Sayble, and he's three sweeps old now. You don't remember his last name. You've learned that the troll is a boy just like you. You think your first charge was a boy too, but it was so young when that other lusus stole it from you. Maybe it was a girl. You wonder if it's still alive or if the other lusus killed it.
Sayble is a very sweet boy. He likes eating fruit with you and hugging you and falling asleep cocooned in your wings. He still looks funny and dark. You're starting to think he's always going to look like that.
Sayble is so very caring and loving. He will go far in life.
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Sayble is five sweeps old now, and he's so different than he used to be. He never leaves his hive like he used to, and he hides in your roost in the tower when he even hears other trolls. He never used to be so shy. He makes you worry, but love him anyways.
He keeps asking if he's a mistake and saying he's wrong, but you don't think he is. He is a very smart little boy. What could he be wrong about? You try to tell him that, but you don't think he understands you. He's so sad all the time now. Sometimes you see him crying or sulking, so you wrap your wings around him and hug him, and he hugs you back until he falls asleep.
Sayble's different, but still caring and loving. You're so proud of him, and you love him.
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Sayble is eight sweeps old now, and you've never seen him so unhappy. He doesn't come find you for snuggles like he used to. He spends all his time in his workshop or outside with the trees and the gardens. Instead of hiding, he kills the trolls that come by.
His horns have changed color and look much lighter now. They started changing when he was seven, and it hurt him a lot. Now they're both changed. You don't like them that much, though. They always fall out at morning; you see him walking around without them. His old horns were better.
He grows weird things in the garden now. They smell and taste funny, and you feel really funny when you eat them. He always gets mad at you for eating them, but you can't help it. He used to share all the things in the garden with you. You don't understand why he hogs the funny plants. Eventually he stops growing them. You're disappointed, but it's okay. You still love him.
Sayble's changing so much, and you don't think you like it, but you still love him. Maybe one day he'll be back to how he used to be.
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Sayble is ten sweeps old now, and you don't like what he's become. You try to hug him like you used to, but he gets so angry. He starts screeching at you and pushes you away. One time he hit you really hard on your snout. You've never been more confused and sad than when he hit you. He said he was sorry, but it still hurt. He scared you. You flew away from him after that whenever he got close for a while.
He wears weird smelling things on his face so he doesn't look dark anymore. It's weird seeing him so light
He says bad things about you when he thinks you won't hear. He says you aren't smart and you're always bumbling. You don't know what bumbling is, but you think it's a bad thing. He used to be so nice when he was little.
Sayble isn't as caring and loving as he used to be, but you still love him. However, you are very, very worried.
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Sayble's eleven sweeps old now, and you're so sad and confused. He barely speaks to you now, at least compared to how much he used to. You miss when he was small. He says he cares about you, but he doesn't show it anymore. He sometimes pets you on the head, and it makes you so happy. But most of the time he just holes up in one of the rooms or spends all night outside working.
He has friends now. One is a little girl, and the other is a bigger girl. He doesn't seem to like the bigger one, but she pets you and lets you hug her and talks to you, so you like her. The little one pets you sometimes too, and you love how she makes Sayble smile.
Sayble gave you a little friend. He calls her Bettie, and you love her. She was really tiny when he brought her, and he tried to keep you away at first. You took her anyways, though. You took care of her and taught her things he couldn't like flying.
Sayble isn't the caring and loving little boy he used to be, and part of you wonders what happened to make him so unhappy. You wonder if it's your fault he's this way. Maybe the little girl and the bigger girl can make him better since all you do is annoy him now.
