The Youth Guides
Long Live the Kings AU
Idk man I don't know what to title this, here you go
Meeting the elves' mounts had gone better than Callum originally hoped. He'd never been great with horses, but the shadowpaw Rayla led over to him - Astari - purred just like the palace cats and knelt on her front paws to let him climb onto her fluffy back. Hadan lifted Ezran up in front of him, too, and the cat didn't seem the slightest bit bothered by having two unfamiliar riders.
Sneaking out of the village was a lengthy affair. Rayla and Sirius led the group, with Sirius rapidly weaving illusions to hide them from the village guards at turns. Rayla led them in a wide arc around an area she only said they didn't want to be caught in, and they moved alongside of a path rather than on it outside the village.
With how much time that had taken to stay undetected, silent, it was well after dawn before they reached the edge of the trees. Vela reined her cat to a stop there, squinting out at the light. The other elves all stopped too, and the shadowpaw Callum was riding stopped without any signal from him. "Are we ready?" The woman asked.
Sirius' ears were tilted back and his smile was a bit nervous. "I've just realized this is the farthest I've ever been from home," He admitted.
Hadan shot him a reassuring look. "It's not as scary as it seems," He promised. "My mother took me to visit the Uncharted Forest once a few years ago. The rest of the world isn't as . . . tricksome as Moonshadow Forest."
"Wait," Callum said with a blink, looking around at the elves. "Have most of you guys never left Moonshadow Forest before? It's so small."
Sirius winced, his ears laying back further, and Rayla glowered, wrinkling her nose like an annoyed kitten. Vela shrugged, though her ears were lying off to the sides a bit too, and Hadan sighed as Altari cleared his throat. "The rest of Xadia isn't the friendliest towards our kind," The white-horned young man said after a moment. "So no, most of us don't bother going too far beyond the tree line."
"It isn't safe," Vela concluded with a shrug, rubbing the back of her neck. "We've got a bit of a reputation, and most elves are a bit uncomfortable around us."
"They're afraid," Hadan corrected, with a tone Callum could only take as resigned.
"It'll serve us well enough to get these two through Xadia without interruption if most people are too afraid of us to talk," Altari pointed out.
Rayla glanced over her shoulder. "We should probably get goin'," She said. "Runaan's definitely noticed Shinx is missin' by now." She patted the neck of the moonstrider she rode, the foxlike creature giving a chirp at her name.
"Right."
"Last chance to turn back." Hadan said.
Sirius smiled weakly at him. "I think we passed last chance to back out when Rayla stole Shinx and Astari. Let's go." He urged his shadowpaw into motion, and the other elves followed suit. Hadan took the lead, as he was the one who knew where they were going.
Ezran found himself grateful they had made new friends on this mission. He and Callum had been traveling light and having to sleep on the cold ground, but the elves brought proper bedrolls and tents. They pitched a full camp to sleep in when night fell, hidden in a copse of trees on the plains.
Vela had also had the foresight to bring extra tents, though Ezran was privately grateful Callum insisted they share one. He didn't like the idea of sleeping completely alone, too used to his bedroom sharing a wall with Callum where he could go curl up with his brother if he woke up from a nightmare. Here in the strange new environment of Xadia, it was a nice comfort to just cuddle with Callum to begin with.
As they all shared some of the fruit the elves had brought as provisions before going to bed, Ezran peeked curiously at their differing horns again and asked a question that had been bothering him since he met them. "How come some of you have those lines on your horns, and Rayla and Sirius don't? Everyone we saw in the village had them too."
"They're paint," Hadan replied with a little reassuring smile, though Sirius and Rayla looked startled at the question. "The lines are patterns we had drawn as a coming of age. We pick the color and the design. Parents are usually the ones to actually apply them. Rayla an' Sirius are just a little younger than the rest of us, haven't had their staining ceremonies yet."
"Though I hear Rayla's is coming up soon," Vela piped up with a proud smile at her friend.
Rayla straightened up proudly like Soren did whenever someone complimented him. "Yeah! I've already decided on a color an' everythin'."
"Let me guess - pink?" Sirius said with a grin.
She shoved him, rolling her eyes as she visibly fought a smile. "What if it is?"
"Oh, I can't imagine why it would be pink," Sirius moaned dramatically, flopping over as if her shove had knocked him out of his seat. "It isn't as though Runaan's are pink or anything."
"Shut up." Rayla threw a berry at him and he just rolled over to catch it and popped it in his mouth, righting himself with a smug little smirk. "Anyway, maybe I also just like pink."
"That's cute." Callum said, though he looked embarrassed when Ezran glanced at him for some reason.
"I think mine will be blue," Sirius mused. "My sister's are blue too. Mom's are purple, though, and I . . . don't remember what color my father used." He shrugged sadly. "I think blue, though, and that's why Andromeda uses it."
Altari cleared his throat. "Blue's a good choice."
"Very," Hadan agreed, idly touching his own horns with their blue stains and lines.
Ezran tilted his head at Altari. "So how come yours are different, Altari? Is the white a paint too?"
Altari wrinkled his nose. "Unfortunately, no. I'm sick." He waved a hand dismissively in the air. "Always have been. My body doesn't make enough of some of the things it's supposed to for horn development - and color. I know enough about what to eat now that they don't break like they used to, but the color's never going to come in at this point. I've learned to enjoy the attention."
"Thank the Moon they don't," Hadan said with a grimace. "My head hurt just lookin' at you sometimes when we were kids."
"Wasn't exactly a walk in the square for me either," Altari quipped back, reaching up to trace his own horns idly.
"What happens to you guys if you break your horns?" Callum asked. "I mean, I can't tell, so I guess they just grow back?"
The elves exchanged glances and Hadan huffed and chose to explain. "From a minor break, yes. The tips don't have any feelin' or living tissue left, so it's not even that painful to carve the very tips out for jewelry if you like. But broken horns make it easier for the rest of the horn to split, an' lower down, they're still alive. It's not flesh, exactly, but it's like bone, and they attach to the skull. The deeper the break, the more serious it gets."
"Splits are the worst," Rayla said with some amount of relish though Ezran's stomach was twisting uncomfortably from even Hadan's gentle description. "If they split far enough down, they can split your whole head open - an' that's if you don't bleed out first."
"Rayla!" Vela and Sirius both cut her off, scandalized.
Sirius was the one who continued, as Vela looked vaguely ill. "You don't have to get graphic in front of the child, Rayla."
"In my case, the frequent breaks led to my horns developing . . ." Altari interrupted, and Ezran looked to him, grateful for the distraction as Rayla and Sirius began to bicker more quietly. The white-horned youth gestured at his own head. "A bit oversized for my age. Though they might just stunt now, it's too early to be sure. Growth slows down quite a bit after they sharpen."
Ezran tilted his head as he put it together. "So that means when you're little you have little horn nubs like baby deer?"
"Something like that," Vela said.
Ezran couldn't help but coo at the mental image. "Oh, that's so cute! I love little horn nubs!"
"Oh, I know," Sirius completely broke off his argument with Rayla to enthuse, beaming back at Ezran. "Elflings with their little bumps are so cute. I get excited whenever my sister brings a rotation of Mooncubs to visit, they're adorable. Once I've had my staining I'm signing up too."
Hadan was smiling softly at his friend when he commented, "I think Sirius and I both want to have kids one day."
"Definitely."
Altari and Vela both shrugged. "I don't think I will," Altari said, looking up at the moon through the trees. "I don't love the idea anyway, and with my condition being what it is, likely best I don't pass it on."
That brought Ezran's mind back around to Altari's original explanation and he clasped his hands together sympathetically. "Our dad says that too," he said quietly. "That he was scared Callum would end up sick like him."
Callum winced, looking down at the ground, and Altari glanced at each of them with his eyes going a little softer. "I'm not above admitting that's part of why I was moved to help."
"I had a feeling." Vela sighed. "Should we keep watches tonight?"
"We're outside the village, the answer is yes." Rayla replied, stretching as they all seemed to move past the moment of vulnerability. The elves didn't seem to like living in those moments, though it made Ezran frown a little to himself. He preferred to pause stay in moments like that, especially if they felt like good connections like this one.
Sirius put a hand on his shoulder. "I think we can let Ezran sleep through. Callum can join the rotation though."
Callum sat up straighter and his eyes shone at being included. Ezran frowned a little, offended, but . . . he really was sleepy. He could argue another night. For now, he let the elves discuss watch times with Callum and crawled into the bedroll they'd provided to cuddle with Bait and finally give in to sleep.











