"I-" Tori raised an eyebrow. "A mutt?" The woman shook her head. "That's not a nice thing to say about somebody," she explained. "Not nice at all. Parents shouldn't say that about their kids." The boy looked so sweet and innocent, it was evident he didn't understand his father's intentions.
"Hmm?" Cerulean looked up at Tori, obviously confused. "Why not?" He asked. "What's wrong with it?" He fiddled with a small trinket in his hands that he had seemingly taken off of a shelf within his reach.
"It's… kind of an insult, I suppose. It basically means that people who have a different species mom and a different species dad, they're not as good as other people. Which they're not." Tori sighed, unsatisfied with the way she'd explained the word. "It's just a really, really bad thing to call somebody. And it's even worse that your own dad calls you that." Besides, the woman thought, his dad's the one who had a kid with a dragon, it's not his fault.
"Oh…" Cerulean looked down at the trinket in his hands for a few seconds before returning it to its shelf. "But why would my dad call me that? He seems nice…" He mumbled. Not that his father 'seeming nice' really meant much considering that Cerulean thought everyone was nice, even when they threw things at him or yelled at him to go away.
(Bump)