@tassania_pettis: (LOL no worries, I love Tassi posts)
Leonel's eyes, his golden boy features seemed to brighten, and his smile widen in response to Tassiana's success. "You did it, Tassi!", he congratulated, tossing her, playfully and gently into the air, "Yay, Tassi!", the New God doted. Yet as he caught his infant sister to pepper a series of tenderhearted kisses on her forehead and cheeks, Leonel's gaze took immediate notice of her facial expression, and subsequently, her entire body's response to storing quantities of energy it was unaccustomed to harboring. He felt her tremble, and met the frightened character of her big, blue eyes with a comprehensive one. "Hmm, its a little bit too much for her at this age", he murmured, features growing pensive.
Soon however, his smile, a reassuring and warmhearted expression, returned and he did his best to ease his sister's discomfort. "Aww, its okay baby. Its just a little energy", he paused, tapping lightly, with his right index finger, the tip of her nose, absorbing the surplus of energy from her and expelling it in a display of pyrotechnics that spanned every visible shade of light in the electromagnetic spectrum, in essence, rainbow-colored fireworks for the Liafador darling's amusement. "See? All gone. And look, fireworks". Had Tassiana been older, Leonel would have undoubtedly pressed her to contain and adapt to the enormous quantity of energy in her personal quantum dimensional state. The foundation of training was to exceed one's limits.
And Leonel was a harsh but effective instructor. With him, their father had sharpened his martial skills and adopted a more aggressive edge in combat. Tassiana however, was a baby. Only ten months of age. And today, she had overcome many of her limitations. She learned to harness speed, to absorb energy, and perhaps most importantly, to face her own fears. So far, her progress was stellar. "You did very well, Tassi. I'm very proud of you. You're a tough and brave little girl", the New God commended, his smile and gaze radiating an older sibling's warmth. "Now then, let's get you that puppy". Making good on his promise, Leonel transposed them, in what seemed like an instant, from the dimensional pocket, to the pet store.
And it was there where with his sisters held in the security of his arms, Leonel searched for an appropriate breed, focusing primarily on the German Shepherd and Caucasian Shepherd Dog puppies. They were of a large breed, powerful, protective, and used as companion dogs. Ultimately however, the New God left the decision to his infant sister. "Okay, Tassi, which puppy do you want? Just point at the one you like".