Ocean's Breath Plateau Hell hath no fury like a pup scorned

Though he understood and understood well. His son couldn't go around like a chaos gremlin and frankly Rodyn had enough. So it was with determination amd anger he went in search of his son and found him gorging himself on meat from a cache that had been meant for winter.

A soft growl left him and yellow eyes narrowed.

Rolayne! His voice firm but not loud and he stepped into view.

He watched his son with aware eyes. Watching for any small shift so he could grab him amd scruff him if he would need though he'd prefer not to do that.