It was a long night, even for me. I sat in my room, and brooded about my children. See, every patriarch wants their family to be happy. Loved, and always supported. And I wondered, was I supporting them in their individual endeavors? Was I doing what a good father would? I think I was taking too much delight in being master, and not keeping up with my duties.
After all, not only are we the order of Aureilus, but I am, after all Aureilus (for who else than Aurielus could be The Master, himself?) It's my job to help carry out our traditions, and make memories for us all. With that thought, I left my room with a lighter heart, going to seek out my family.
Walking out toward the warehouse, I ran into Willow in the tunnels. My sweet girl, almost as wonderful as Darla turned out to be, and hasn't yet turned on me, as Darla did once.
"Be careful, my dear. I would hate to lose anyone of our dear family. Dust flies so easily in the wind, don't you think?" I smiled at her, and she seemed to have something good on her mind, plus just being a dear herself.
"Darling Willow, soon we must get the family together and have a picnic, don't you think? Perhaps tomorrow night?" I stroked her cheek fondly as I walked past, trying to whistle a little tune. My canines always seemed to get in the way. But, that is the price you pay, for immortality.
She'd see to getting everyone together, and we'd have a nice little outing. There will be innocent blood on our hands tomorrow night!