Falls of the Hinterlands Mama, we're meant for the flies

"You're so much like your father" 

Who was he overall?
Valour pondered over that silently. A man who he remembered trying to hide his illness....now he was old enough to know it was why he had died most likely. A man who had become a mate to a woman he was looking at who was too young to be left with two children and a dying love. A man who had run away to die and been found by his son and wife leading to the downfall of his entire family. "I think i'd rather be like you" he said earnestly. Gentle...sweet...attractive..attentive...adoring...surely if he was more like her everyone would love him. Then she said something with a sad smile that shattered that and he stared at her aghast his eyes flashing with both fear and anger "You can't live off the stars" if she was saying what he thought she was then they'd never see one another again. "You...What am I?" he asked her backing away his tail hanging between his legs though the fur along his spine bristled "You don't have a reason to seek more than the stars now? To seek food? Shelter? Stability? Shit...maybe go fall in love and have a family...give me brothers and sisters to visit" he was angry but it came from the fierce need to ensure she stayed alive. Familial instinct or simply a boy who'd missed his mother, either way he was in a panic. Finally he released a tense breath and his tone softened despite the command he issued. 

 "Look at you mom....you have the stars in your eyes so they're with you even in the day. If I have to promise to hunt you down one day to make sure you're alive then so be it but you will eat"