Broken Boulder maybe spit some blood at the camera, just stay alive

they're getting so big, so quickly -- it feel like only a day ago they could not make words at all and now they can to a cute, stumbling degree. mali's sudden appearance does not particularly surprise him -- he has sired three very noisy children, it turns out (or in solomon's case, nosy more than noisy) -- and he shifts as the tiny spotted body bounces off his, lifting his head and offering a smile. "just hanging out," delight answers. 

he is probably not a very fun parent in all honesty. he is much to maudlin for play and the idea of modifying his behavior (beyond using smaller, simpler words) for their sake is a little beyond him. still, he's not a depressed asshole at the moment (or more than usual, anyway) so he'll make the effort. "whatcha doing yourself?" the chancellor asks, cocking his head down at his son playfully as his tail thumps the ground behind him.