Two Rivers Isle AND I'M LIKE; YOU SON OF A FUCKING MALFOY

Oblivious to the conversation of his parents, and quite honestly anything that wasn't the storm or his little brother, Vassago readily followed Pyro further from his mother. He didn't stray from the chocolate boy's side, pressing close and licking at his ear a few times. His stuby tail was up high, as were his own ears, but his eyes steeled against the outside, in general. He dared anything to come close, to scare his brother or cause him pain. He'd use the moves Aunt @Aeronwyn taught him, bite and hit. Such a mighty warrior in such a tiny body.... for now.