Lost Creek Hollow what'd i miss?

"of course, ran," replied terance, lighter now, pressing his forehead to his friend's shoulder, glad he'd stopped reiterating his worries about not contributing and... what not. terance understood, he did, but he hoped ran knew that he did. and then he smiled, albeit sadly, and nodded. "just about -- if not.. ibis is half okeanos' size," he said with a swell of pride, a little bittersweetly, "okeanos is my son." which was clear to see, the boy was lanky and young -- but roughly his size. 

he frowned then, not expecting the question. but it was not a disapproving frown, mind you, just a bit caught of guard -- a thoughtful frown. "they're a little far off to be valuable allies," terance admitted with a flick of his tail, "but if that's what you want i won't stop you. we're civil." referring to him and seabreeze, of course, he couldn't speak for olive.