Mother & Son.

Scars

Krolia had many scars.

All line throughout her back, arms, and sides. Some deeper than others.

 Keith had seen a few of her scars here and their but never saw the extent of it.

But then one day they had been training. Krolia's clothes had torn and revealed her back side covered in scars.

So they had decided to take a break.

Keith hadn't seen how many she really had and was taken back. It had showed him just how long she had been fighting. 

Sure he clearly hadn't been fighting at long as his mother but he knew war. He had been in plenty of fights. Had his share of scars. He had his own stories but had never heard of others beside the paladins. But for the most part he'd had been their for that.

And being the curious-yet-socially-awkward person he is, he decided on quietly asking. 

"So, uh, what kind of battles have you been in?"

To which Krolia had just given him a soft smile and said, "You are curious about my scars, aren't you?"

Keith had just nodded. 

"Keith, I have been in many fights. Each scar has it's own story. You'd have to ask for one individually."

"Oh, okay. Can we sit?"

Krolia gave him a smile and a nod. 

So they sat for hours while Krolia had recounted stories from her time fighting.