Ocean's Breath Plateau fire rabbit

the man of pitch black and one cold eye locks his gaze on brave one, and each minute that passed in silence only reminded the boy more of his racing heart and pulsing blood. he feels the man's gaze most once he speaks, a shiver rippling through his body.
his air of confidence dwindles as he realizes that the black mountain that marched all the way to this beach was his father.

ah.. a gasp first comes out from the boy. ghelan. that's right, he was ghelan. when he was younger.

the boy hesitates in placing the first step forward. he spoke his mother's tongue, but knew him as ghelan — this can't be a lie. what would a man gain in falsely claiming him as his son?

aapa. the words roll strangely off his tongue. though his tail wagged, brave one kept feet firmly planted within the sand.

after all, his father was a bad man.