Silvertip Mountain Arm yourself because no one else here will save you.

FitzDutiful was very aware that what he was doing could be seen as wrong. As much as he tried to reason with himself that it was in the children's best interest that he not make it clear the relationship between himself and Zaria, he wondered if it could be seen so clearly. He hadn't intended to sneak around so much but some of the activities that he could get up to now... they were fun, he wanted more of them.

And so, sneaking around he was, while maintaining a calm exterior before Mason and June. As he trotted around the borders, happy that they were well intact, he spotted little Mason in the distance. Well, not so little any more, but still not full grown. "Hey son," he said, as he got within earshot, his long legs easily making up the distance, "Doing your share of border patrols?" he asked.