Morningside Cuesta I've often wished I could walk away from myself

At the sound of raised voices, Grayday lurched to his paws, bearing his teeth at the little troublemakers to show that he meant business. "Cut it out," he said harshly, ears pushed forward on his head. "Both of you."

He spared a glance in Sylvas's direction, half apology for their behavior and half gratitude for the other male's willingness to contribute. "My kids and I are going to have a little talk, and then we'll see about a hunt," he said to the others. To Heartha, he replied: "There will be no need to watch them, ma'am. Thank you for the offer, but it looks like they're both going to be sticking close to me for the day."

Leveling another hard stare at his children, he stalked a short distance away, clearling expecting them to follow.