Broken Boulder haven't seen you much of late

For a small time the boy was tense, eyeing blueeyes every move. Finally, he relaxed but only slightly. Reyson. 

"I will call you blueeyes. A name is given to someone you love, yes? And then they die, and you regret naming them at all." The youth settled back on his haunches, tail tucked over delicate paws. His ears were craned fully towards Reyson, and even though his eyes now did not meet the older man's, his attention was fully given to him.

Ah. So Sakina was a defender then. "I have never been aggressor. My mother's mate is very much so, he taught me to run and hide. I will NOT do so." His little paw even gave a tiny stamp, as if he were fighting with his mother's mate even now.