"Howdy, kids?" Tezka said with the bearing of someone too old to care about etiquette.
"Guys, this is my family. I assume that you already know every one of them so I won't bother you with long introductions." Lith said.
"Are you really a Phoenix?" Aran looked at Crevan and under his mantle, finding him underwhelming. "You got no plumes nor fire."
"Yeah." Leria nodded while caressing the soft and pleasantly cold fur on Tezka's long tails. "Uncle Lith and uncle doggie here are much cooler. You guys are plain."
The Fylgja chuckled at the Phoenixes' expense while Lith massaged his temples in annoyance and the parents apologized on behalf of their respective kids.
Tezka was too ancient and wise to be angered by children's quips. His response to being called a "doggie" was to lift the kids on his tails that he rolled up in makeshift but fluffy seats.
