Firefly Glen The Fireflies Are Out Tonight

Vaati's brow raises as the girl reveals her aggressors, and to his curiosity does he connect certain dots within his mind. "Your father? I assume you're talking about Charon." It seemed reasonable, it didn't explain a lot but she seemed to be around Hydra's age and held the same colour as the Alpha man. Yet, she seemed different than her assumed family; sensitive and perhaps, fragile. A gold mine in his eyes, had he met her upon the days when he sought to hold something that would keep Moonspear in line. Perhaps he still did. He sighs exaggeratedly, knowing he could not hold his tongue at the opportunity to further insult the spotted man while he was not around to throw a fit. "If it helps, your father is a pompous idiot so I wouldn't believe anything he says anyway." Vaati grumbles, perhaps also to himself. The man and his clear self-righteous disposition bothered him unfathomably upon his arrival at Blackfeather Woods, and Vaati had not forgotten it. But besides the matter of her supposed father, Vaati found something quite illogical and bothersome about the claim given. "Everyone is good at something. Don't believe their bullshit." He scowls quite audibly. That whole family was a giant vortex of bad news, and he knew it.