Stavanger Bay And if the world don't break, I'll be shakin' it

he'd never imagined himself as a father, let alone a single father — yet now, trotting across the sands after his son as he pursues a crab, he can't imagine any other life for himself. ears pulled forward, he chuffs a soft warning to pheiros as he follows, knowing the golden child's curiosity could be met with an unpleasant surprise. but he doesn't want to discourage the boy, so he refrains from simply snatching the creature away and turning it into lunch. instead, he draws up beside him with another chuff, casting him a look that says be careful. a small amount of tension lingers in his limbs, a readiness to seize the creature should it somehow pose a real threat to his only remaining child — but for now, he'll let pheiros make his own discoveries.