Moonspear good intentions

If there was a thing that Charon hated besides underperforming children it was being disrespected or being told he was wrong. He wasn't wrong, she just couldn't handle some well-meant criticism, is all. When he saw his daughter spin round with her tail tucked and fear in her eyes he hated her. Moreover, he hated himself, somewhere deep down, but as fast as that feeling bubbled up he quickly tucked it away again and snarled at Julia.

"Because you are pathetic!" he shouted back at her. "Standing up for yourself isn't telling off your father or letting your emotions get the upper hand. It's being strong and saying 'yes, I fucked up, but now I'm going to do better' and communicate and oh, I don't know, not walk away from your father and tell him he's doing shit wrong that isn't even true." He narrowed his eyes and then decided, "You can go now, I don't even need to see you right now. Have a long think on all of this. I'll find you later to teach you about those constellations." His tail twitched tensely, though his hackles had smoothed over, and he waited for her to go, watching her all the while.