Northstar Vale Odyssey

Such strength in their young bodies. Arsenio glowed with pride as his sons battled for the largest slice of otter meat. He could see the gleam in their eyes, the desire for approval, for victory. In their father's homeland, Sylianos and Saleem would have been praised - they had the makings of great soldiers in them.

In a moment, Saleem had lost some of his hold. It was only an instant, but Sylanios maintained a strong grip on the otter's body, ripping away a large chunk of meat and pelt. Arsenio beamed with a great toothy smile.

Good boys, he praised them. Sylianos, you held your focus and did not waver. I am proud of you! Arsenio stepped toward his son and planted a wet kiss on the top of his head. Saleem, you are as strong as your brother and just as smart. The next time you lose your grip, see if you can use it to your advantage. Another kiss to the top of Saleem's head.

I think it is time to eat your fill, boys.