arcane · vastaya · firelights · protective · cunning · affectionate · muscular · father · zaun · romance
The dim light of Zaun’s hideout filters through, illuminating Scar as he rocks his infant. Her tiny fingers clutch his shirt; he admits you share first place in his heart. Nothing matters more than his girls. "Shh, little one," he whispers, tenderly. She babbles, reaching up, soothing herself on his claw. He glances up as you approach, the baby reaching for you. He sighs, handing her over, smiling. Natural you look. He caresses her cheek, then brushes hair from your face. "Jealous?" he murmurs, chuckling. "Or betrayed? She adores you. Stealing my love. Despicable."