Morningside Cuesta Hunt for who we've not yet become

Sylvas didn't quite understand his son's request at first either, his golden eyes looking to Grayday, noticing that he, too, was somewhat confused, though regardless, agreed on the idea. But as the mercenary turned to look back at the boy, his ears slicked against his head for a moment, the male's light pink tongue escaping his mouth before his words fell from his lips, ”We'll only bury a bit though.” He smiled some, tail giving a gentle sway behind him as he reminded the young male, ”We still have mouths to feed all around.” He said as he stepped forward, extending his neck some to give Kieran an affectionate nudge to his shoulder.

Brunette ears flicked upright as Grayday spoke, golden eyes looking to the silver male and slowly back to his son. Sylvas didn't mind, for in truth, he was curious about this himself, but the father remained silent, allowing @Kieran Adrien to reply, himself, to the older male's question.