Wapun Meadow no diggity, no doubt

To his utter amusement, Drago spit like four different languages out in one sentence, only half of which he could understand. (Luckily, they were both the 'question' words.) He folded himself down to better look his son in the eyes, face still smiling but contrite, now.

I'm sorry, Verx responded in Trig, shaking his head. I went on a mission. I went to go find us a cooler place to live. He didn't know what they would think of this. Hell, maybe they loved the mountains and would be devastated to take off. It was worth a shot, though.

Isi's yell, and subsequent question, then got his attention, and he turned to stare at her. I know, honey, he said quietly. Daddy's sorry. I promise, though, that I'll never leave forever. I'll always come back. Unless I die. That went without saying for now, though. Obviously.

He heaved a sigh, once more letting his muzzle swing back and forth, a slow pendulum--though this time in astonishment. You're both growing so big. Growing so fast.