Redtail Rise Þief

Aventus, too, thought it was too early for Avicus' pups to join the hunt.

Yet he held his tongue as he arrived with @Atreus and @Ancelin in tow and spotted two of his nieces milling with the crowd. It was not his decision to make. At least if Masquerade and Redd were with the adults, there would be no opportunity for Atreus to attack either of them.

He brought his gaze down to his sons with a mixture of apprehension and discontent in his gut. He was worried about the possibility of them being harmed, even just observing, and he was equally worried that they would misbehave and bring the pack's wrath upon their family. He saw more and more of his father in them each passing day, and little of his mother, whose violence was at least always sensible, and little of himself as well. Perhaps that was why he felt he had no handle on them.

It disgusted him.

Stay. Watch only, he commanded with a clipped growl to punctuate his point. If either one of them stepped out of line and disobeyed him in front of their pack, there would be hell to pay for it.