Shades of Crimson

"Father I'm ready to train again today, but this time harder." Crimson said softly, his voice raspy as he was just waking up himself. He gently shook his father awake with a grin. His father slowly grunted as he stretched, he got out of bed his blue coat looking tangled and coarse. His wings stretched much later, Crimson looked into his father's blue eyes to match his coat. His eyes were lighter by just a tad compared to his coat.

"Well son we won't be training until I get coffee and food." He chuckled. Crimson yanked his father out of bed, his father could of swore he was going to pop his leg with that rush of speed. They both hovered down the stairs. Crimson revealed a breakfast that even a chef would be proud of, the smell of coffee, pancakes, eggs, and hay fries mixed in the air. It created a heavenly aroma that danced into their nostrils.

"Step 1 a good thief needs a well balanced breakfast." Crimson said as he boasted, his pride was showing greatly. His father gently shook his sons mane which was already tattered. They both looked at each other, they quickly darted to the table to see who would get there first.

"Well soon looks like you've won two in a row, pretty soon you might have the reflexes your old man has." Crimson's father taunted playfully. Crimson wanted to test his fathers reflexes. Crimson quickly grabbed a pancake and threw it at his father, his father caught it before Crimson could even blink twice. The two looked at each other and smiled warm fully, they quickly scarfed down the food and coffee.

"What did you think of the food father?" Crimson asked with a inquisitive tone, almost like he was ready to take notes.

"You can out cook me that's for sure." He chuckled warmly with a small smile. Crimson grabbed the dishes and put them in the sink.

"When will I be of age to know the password?" Crimson asked his father with a hopeful look. His father looked at him inquisitively he inspected his son. He looked him up and down and took mental notes even coming close to Crimson's face a few times. Crimson waited nervously as he had never seen his father look at him this intense before. If his father was trying to make him nervous and uncomfortable on purpose he wasn't going to deny it. The soft heat of his fathers breath on his coat didn't help Crimson's nerves either, they made the situation jump up several notches.  Crimson noted that his father backed off and gave a nod of approval.

"The password is Vermillion Cardinal." Vermillion told his son with a smile.

"You mean to tell me that it's been your first name this whole time? To make it even better our thieves guild name this whole time." Crimson facehoofed so hard he felt himself go dizzy for a moment. He typed in the code and slowly pushed open the solid steel door open slowly. The door was extremely heavy as Crimson struggled a bit, he grunted and gritted his teeth as he dug in his hind hooves as he pushed. He smiled as he finally opened it fully revealing a spiral staircase. He had to regain his balance as he almost fell from still using force.

"It's so obvious no one would think of it." Vermillion pridefully stated his face and eyes showed it, they also had a sarcastic tone to them. Crimson took the lead down the stairs, they were barley visible as they continued down. Every hoofstep echoed louder and louder, the sound of hoof colliding with stone was very noticeable. Crimson got tired of walking and just started to hover lightly down the steps. He used his hoof to guide himself as he felt the smooth walls. After a few short minutes of walking they finally reached the training grounds.