Gyrfalcon's Keep Moldovite

what rusalka did not expect, was his son to use his head as a battering ram and headbutt him square in the chest. having not been expecting it, rusalka lets out a wheeze and stumbles back a few steps.

saltcoated curses dance upon his tongue but a quick bite stifles them back.

phew, rusalka lets out a deep breath.

that was a good headbutt, bruiser. rusalka tests out his new, on the spot nickname for his son. is that how you wrestle your siblings?