Nova Peak The sun won't let up.

something in daddy was different

not the blood or the scent but the demeanor. the fear in his golden eyes that set a deep-root chill through rowdy. 

he did not approach like riot did, not at first — and when daddy snarled rowdy flinched and turned to the corner of the den, where he buried his head under his paws and thought if he could not see the world, the world could not see him.