Blue Kitsune: Okay here our next piece to the story, again I thank my friend for helping and hope you all enjoy this as I think this will make a lot of people go Awww! Please give a comment and tell me what you think. Read and Review.

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Soren

So you see that was really all it took for them to truly bond despite the rocky start they had at the beginning. All siblings have them, and of course they still did from time to time when they would argue over something but would get over them long enough to forgive one another.

Since then, those two had become quite the inseparable pair. Oberon was the doting older brother who was very protective of his little sister, and Gisela never left his side for one second since he was always there to help her in any case.

To think all this was because she decided on calling your brother 'oob'.

It took a while but to see them both getting along was well worth the wait. We were both so happy and knew we wouldn't have to worry so much about them.

Then a year later around mid-autumn, we had another child brought into our family. It was another boy, and we named him Soren.

Soren looked so much like your mother with the exception being his eyes. They were brown but had some bits of green mixed in from your grandfather, making them more hazel in color.

Yes, he could pretty much pass off as a fairy, which I don't really mind honestly, though he does have some of my armor on his forearms and legs, the claws and longer canines like myself that do prove to be pretty useful from time to time.

I was very much grateful that your brother had been born before the first of the frost had started setting in. You don't know this, but winter is considered the absolute worst for fairies and also very dangerous to their health, especially to the younglings.

They just can't handle the cold like goblins can and usually have to migrate to warmer climates and wait till the frost melts and returning home when spring came.

Your mother used to do that before we even started courting but later found it unbearable. It was just that we couldn't very well stand having to go through the long separation that kept us from being with one another.

You have no idea how hard it was the first time when I had to spend those long agonizing months without your mother and never wanted to go through that ever again. She felt the exact same way and decided we would come up with an alternative that would allow us to stay side by side.

Not even those harsh winter months could keep us apart as I refused to let your mother just slip away from me so easily, and she knew it.

I would've gone after her myself and brought her to the fortress and tied her to the bed and…um you know what never mind you don't really need to hear any of that.

Your mother would not be pleased to have you hear about what goes on behind certain bedchambers or knowing what your mommy and daddy do in their spare time. Just forget I even brought it up okay, sweetie, do it for daddy?

So now what was I saying? Oh right, that we wouldn't let the winter keep us apart so we came up with a way to keep the fortress warm and insulating heat during those bitter months. I also had my goblins hoarding, stocking up on provisions, and keeping a large supply of fur and other varieties that would keep us warm for a very long time.

It wouldn't do to have your mother or the children freeze when it became too cold to bear.

Also from what I'm told, there are difficult complications when giving birth during that time of year, which is why they try to have the child around spring to late autumn.

It was very fortunate for your brother that was not the case since he came just right on the mark, and he turned out fine.

But sadly, there's one thing you must know, and hopefully you'll come to accept it just as we have for him while he was only a few months old then….

Gisela had been going to the kitchen to get herself a cup of nectar before heading straight for bed when she heard the noise coming in from the hall. Curious and wanting to know who was there, she decided to take a quick peek and saw that her parent was flying in.

She wanted to go say hi but saw that they looked to be having a serious conversation for some reason. She was watching as they headed straight for Soren's room and were busy fretting over the toddler while he was snugged in their mother's arms, fast asleep.

The small child was unaware of the concern they both shared as her parents were having a quiet discussion without waking him. The look upon their faces had her worried and went to go see the one person who might know something. She knocked before hearing him say it was open.

"Big brother?"

She saw him lying out in bed, his hands behind his head and staring up at the ceiling. Oberon was looking more like their dad with each passing day. From the grayish skin and armor that was the exact same earthen color, give or take with his molting now upon him and waiting until it came off to show his new exoskeleton underneath.

He definitely had their dad's look, from his pointy nose and chin as well as those same piercing blue eyes that were staring in the darkness with no need for light. The only exception that stood out for him was his hair, which was brown like their mother's but became darker at the roots and had dark streaks going through it.

He had it pushed back from his prominent brow with the chiton crown showing and spiked upward, giving him that extra wicked appeal to him.

He was slightly tall for someone his age as his limbs were starting to grow out and become much longer now, giving him that lanky appeal.

In just a few more years, people would see he was definitely his father's son whenever they made the comparison between him and his sire.

He had gone to bed early because he was feeling the itch again and couldn't stand the idea of going about scratching himself in public and preferred doing it in the privacy of his room.

Ever since his armor had started to harden itself, he knew he had to deal with it for a while longer. Father said that it was normal since this was his first molt, but he hated the feeling that he couldn't very well reach under and scratch at them. Even with the tiny sticks and soothing oil to help ease some of the itchiness, it could not keep him from growling out.

He was half tempted to tear at them, but dad had strictly forbid him since it was not time yet to and would be very painful if he dared to. Why couldn't it be over sooner? So here he was, minding himself when he heard someone knocking outside his door and wondering who it could be at this hour. He saw it was Gisela coming in and wondering what she needed from him when it was obvious she should have been in bed.

"Hey, Ella, what are you doing still up?" He could tell something was wrong the moment she walked in and saw her looking all upset like that. "You okay, sis?"

"Big brother, is something wrong with Soren?" He blinked, certainly caught off-guard by that question. He was surprised she was asking this and wondered why she brought it up all of a sudden.

Did it have to do with this afternoon when their folks went to the Fairy Kingdom and took Soren with them and left grandma in charge? He knew that they had said they were taking their brother to see a specialist over there but didn't say how long they would be gone for, but he guessed they just got back if that's the reason Gisela was here.

"Why do you ask?" He was giving her his full attention, knowing that she would tell him why exactly she was asking him this.

So she told him, how she saw them down the hall and the way they were acting as they carried Soren to his room and had been quietly talking along the way but unfortunately couldn't hear what they were talking about.

"I don't know why but I did overhear one of the goblins the other day say something about mommy and daddy taking him to the healers. Do they think something is wrong with him? Do you think he's okay?"

"Maybe, but I think I know what it is that got mom and dad so worried." He went to sit up straight and beckon her to come up here. She did and he tried to find the best way to tell his little sister what he already put together in his head. "Have you noticed it's been almost a year now since Soren was born?"

He waited, and it didn't take her long to process what he was saying as she looked too surprised by this information. "You mean because he hadn't got his wings out yet like we did."

It was true, theirs had taken a few months after being born as the tiny hard nubs on their backs grew and expand themselves before these tiny wings unfurled within the following week. It had been far from being a very pleasant experience as he had been in and out for the most part and then just recovering after dealing with the worst pain ever.

But he did remember how Ella had been crying loudly as hers were coming out, even with mother trying to calm her and being supportive as they helped to get them to pop. They had been on bed rest recovering for at least a few days and had a hard time walking about as the new weight from their wings made it difficult for them to find balance and practically stumble about if mother and father weren't there to help them until they got used to their appendages.

Oberon had their father's transparent fliers while Gisela's were like their mother's, but a much deeper violet with a little added blue and gold mixed in. Their parents were already having them practice hovering with them side by side just to get used to it. They would be given flying lessons soon when it came time.

Their younger brother however had yet to have his show, and that's what got their parents to take him to see the healers from both kingdoms and seeking outside advice from others that were allies of theirs.

"I heard Aunt Dawn say something that he might be a late bloomer, that sometimes it happens to most Fairies and don't have them until maybe in their early to late teens."

Though he didn't say it out loud, there was also the fact that a few, the ones rarer than most, sometimes never even had them and weren't considered truly fairy folk at all.

Sure it might have something to do with being half-goblin, but dad had wings, so maybe it would be a while before they started to show. They could only hope as that being the best case scenario.

They were sitting in silence for a moment until Gisela had to say something and ask the very dreaded question he was thinking about.

"Do, do you think it's possible that he'll never grow his out and won't be able to fly like the rest of us?" It was a terrifying thought to consider such an outcome. To never get the chance to feel the wind under his wings or move about with such ease in the sky.

This upset Gisela a great deal, thinking it wasn't fair. When she and Oberon had learned they were to be expecting a new sibling, instead of looking at it negatively, they took it in stride and saw how well they handled one another, figuring they could do the same for this one.

Although Oberon took to keeping his face a safe distance from the baby as he didn't want a repeat of what happened last time. Still, he had to admit he saw that having a little brother wouldn't be so bad and could have someone take part in some games that girls wouldn't be interested in doing.

But now to think that Soren would never partake in such activities where it involves one to fly about was not easy to think and also how others might react once they found out...

"I'm sure mom and dad will figure something; maybe Sugar Plum might be able to help. She's a spirit, and spirits are magical, so they must know a spell or two that could help in some way."

He doubted it, as he didn't think their fairy godmother would be of help but it was the thought that counted.

"I hope so," she sniffed, seeing she was on the verge of crying before her brother said that, "Because if there isn't then let's vow we won't think any less of him or let anyone else for that matter."

He liked that, considering that should anyone try to mess with their little brother, they would have to answer to them, especially the future king of the Goblins.

They were unaware that someone was listening to their conversation as he stood outside the room. Bog had been about to check on his two children while Marianne put Soren to bed when he overheard them talking and what they said.

He knew how upsetting it would be to let them know, and yet, hearing what they were saying, he couldn't help feeling more proud of them for such consideration towards their little brother.

Bog realized that he and Marianne might not have to worry after all. That Soren would be all right as long as they were there to support him and show him that he didn't have to fear as they would stand right behind him all the way.