It'd been a while since Chase Young had done anything, the monks hadnt even seen Shadow in some time. In Fact, not even jack had seen his idol since the event involving the egg Chase layed. It worried Omi, but he couldn't go spy on the man, however Jack could.
He was Chase pacing deep within his dining hall, hed been muttering to something for a while but from his spot, Jack couldn't see what.
"Let's seee...Gilroy, comes form a surname meaning "of the red headed servant"- and as much as I hate that worm!- no, no, something better...you're better than a "Gilroy". Hmmm, there's also Akakios, it's a fine name my heir- well, not an heir yet of course, but you've done less betraying than Shadow lately...but you're still too young for a proper name. Armal maybe?" He thought it over when out of the corner of his eye he watched something clumsily fall from the ceiling.
"Jungle cats attack! This time to kill!" Chase shouted, the large cats were on Jack before he could even sit up. Then, giggling followed Jack's screams pain. Not from Chase, but from a dark blanket, wherein laid a babe with dark eyes, and bright red hair barely covering his head. He was fully awake and alert and at Chase's coaxing, seemed to laugh more.
"There's a good, little one. We take pleasure in the misery of the stupid and weak- they brought it on themselves- yes they did." Chase's, stern, serious voice that was trying to teach a lesson still easily turned to cooing. But he was getting better at controlling that.