Ocean's Breath Plateau The son returns

Rodyn felt a small smile at the youths tail wag. He had thought that Rolayne would be difficult or angry at him. And he would take it, but it was nice to know his son didn't hate him at the moment.

Rodyn was surprised, but leaned into the touch and ran his muzzle along a silky ear. A soft hum in his throat. It had been sometime since he himself had any sort of affection. He was a bit starved. But it was alright.

How do you feel about learning to spar or hunt today?