Moonspear What about now?

The morning had been cooler, but it had heated up. Rodyn had arrived after a border patrol and a hunt to find one of his sons wide eyed and curious.

Rolayne had seemed to watch for a time as the older children came and went. And finally he got brave enough to try. Though part of Rodyn yearned to pick him up everytime he fell, he knew that wouldn't be a good lesson. So he waited with baited breath, barely breathing.

Rolayne finally made it and Rodyn followed behind. His much larger shadow encompassing his child.

What are you doing, Rolayne?