Date: FLASHBACK, about a century ago Locations: Astoria, somewhere outside and away from other people Characters: @phyrofwild & @sakkarathekeeper Notes: :'''
The days and nights were filled with learning. Phyr had long since finished lectures on the history of their kind and their language and now she watched while he perfected the techniques that would make him into a formidable druid. A pinnacle of their kind. To say she was proud of Zephyrus was an understatement. Throughout the years, her very first student had become like the younger sibling that she had never had in any of her lives. He was treasured family. Sakkara would have done whatever it took to see her mentee safely and happily succeed in this life, even surpass her one day. Like a mother, however, she feared the day he would no longer need her around. She had been a mother in one life, she knew the feeling far too well.
Every so often that fear would resurface. Underneath the stars, she watched Zephyrus so confidently and calmly complete the spell. The joy on Sakkara's face turned to sadness - it was very unlike her to look so forlorn after such a success. Trying to hide her emotions and also brimming with familial affection, the Keeper smiled and pressed a kiss to the side of his head. "It is perfect, Phyr," she murmured. "I don't believe I could have done it better myself."