Two Rivers Isle Sandpiper

Vassago, in truth, hadn't realized that anything was amiss until his mother moved, pulling him from his meal. With a grunt, he followed behind as the last out of the den and blinked his little blue eyes over to Shink. His little ears swiveled for a moment, trying to figure out whether to perk in interest or flatten at the newbie. 
In the end, it seemed curiosity got the better of him, for he took a few tentative steps forward. He was a smart boy, learning fast: new people weren't trusted, no. Mama and daddy didn't allow it, no, but this one apparently was different. Vass had never seen this man in his life, and yet Malice brought them out. Turning his head to keep both the newbie and his mother in his sights, he looked at the dark woman as if waiting for her to call him back before rushing in this time. 
It didn't last long, for in the next moment he was prancing towards the stranger, modeling his fathers proud, tall walk as well as he could.