dungeons and dragons

Regi didn't realize that he might have been wiser beyond his years, though it would make sense enough. After all, someone had to be an adult and look after his mother since she wasn't able to really look after herself and up until his departure from Venia Dei it had been Regi that had taken that role. The protector. The “adult”. Patient (with his fair amount of impatience with her)  guiding, making sure she didn't get manipulated by those that would seize the opportunity; and ancestors above knew how many males had tried — even within the pack itself. Behati shied away from his proximity and it was not a breach that Regi would try again, given that.

Regi's laugh echoed in the yawning chasm of the cave as Behati scrambled on ahead of him, with an eagerness to explore what mysteries lay within. “Hey, wait up!” Regi called after her as he lumbered towards her, chocolate colored ears cupping forth atop his skull, cradling the sound of running water moments before she announced it. “Let's follow it. See where it leads?” He was game for it, as long as she was.