Duskfire Glacier take a look around you and get a good whiff

Incoming angry dad!! Please let me know if I need to change anything, I tried to keep it vague-ish while considering Siku has accepted IC consequences. Also everyone here is welcome to pp Rye for coherence/minor actions 

Letting go of Liak was harder than anticipated and Rye already knew it would be an undertaking, things turned out to be far worse than that. He cried. Privately but tears fell nonetheless, that was also unexpected for him. It developed into a confusing tangle of emotion, happiness but bitter sweet. The man felt foolish, downright idiotic for crying but he was thankful he had the space to do so alone. That was a while ago, for the time being he settled on checking in on Siku every few hours while he was with Meerkat. As much as Rye was grateful for her help, jealousy brewed beneath his appreciation and it was beginning to boil. It went unnoticed, mostly, or rather willfully unnoticed as the hotah went about his days. Tending to the usual, going through the daily motions.
That was until he heard his son screech. Rye had never heard his son scream in such fear before, the sound alone ran his blood cold. He stopped moving, his breath hitching in his throat while he tried to remember where he last saw Meerkat. Thoughts felt like lightning, one after the other with speeds to match and firm ferocity chasing close behind. His body gave chase before the hotah truly knew where he was headed. The distance from him to them was too much, he began fearing the worst; arriving too late to save his son, to save Imaq another heartbreak. 'Please!', he begged. Blood whirred in his ears loud enough that he could not hear his own paws contacting the ground at mach one speeds (not really). Another screech and his heart squeezed, his speed slowing as the fear chained lead to his legs. Just a little farther, he could see two silhouettes. One obviously Meerkat but the other large blob wasn't his son but he could see movement and Meerkat trying intervene. A fight was the conclusion, quickly Ryes fear turned to anger. 
The smell of blood only further justified his anger, it didn't matter if it was his sons or not, blood was drawn and he wasn't going to let that be taken lightly. Rye came barreling in, skidding to a stop just before the fighting duo. Adding to his anger, the unfolding scene poured gasoline into the already raging fire. Makatza, daughter of Tzila and Wintersbane, had sunk her teeth into his son. "Makatza!" He growled. "Let him go!" He shouted, it emerged as an enraged snarl, as well as a threat. Alphas daughter or not, his son was not to be hurt and Rye would make sure they separated anyway he could if she did not listen.