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Largely aloof in his reaponsibilties, Vaati commits the majority of his time to seeing that the caches are filled and the borders solidified — recusing himself from the social aspects of pack life as if it had never interested him in the first place.  He watches his children from the shadows as they grow, a guardian eye that does not interfere often but remains unwavering in attention. Perhaps, he simply does not understand the technicalities of fatherhood and the way in which he should conduct himself around them.. for he does not know children and much less, his own.

A bloodied hare in his grips, Vasari trudges along the northernmost border in search of any scent remincent of the supposed brother-in-law who passed by not too long ago. The encounter left him on edge, running the pads of his paws raw as he continuously patrolled without hesitance. Perhaps, he could forgive and forget the challenge of rank, but the suspicious request to see his children was simply unforgivable. Should the other return, Vaati would not second guess in fulfilling to promise of innards spilled then and there.