Roria

Malakai would read the missive, a large smile slowly growing, before shouting "THAT'S MY SISTER!" he then was tagged by one of his friends "OI! I WAS ON PAUSE!" he quickly folded the missive and put it in a pocket, running after his friends in a game of tag.

Malakai would curiously read the letter that had been handed to him. "I wonder if I'll ever be able to meet the man who wrote this... He seems like the hero in a story!" he commented. "Here, have you read this yet?" he said, passing it along to someone else.

Malakai would be hiding behind some bushes, bird watching. He'd lay down in the grass, taking the folded missive from a pocket inside his jacket. He'd sigh heavily once he read it all, his arms flopping to his sides in the grass. He looked up to the sky with the missive still in hand, and asked in a tiny quiet voice "Why don't you love us? Have we done something wrong? I promise I'll work extra hard to show my love to you!" The small boy laid there, seeming like he was waiting for an answer, but never got one. "I just wish to live in peace..."

Malakai la Waevra would read the missive. "I'm happy God will keep us safe now!" He smiled warmly up to his mother as he read this.