Dragoncrest Cliffs Sons of mine

Why does no one like me? Sobo asked. Njord felt a flurry of sudden emotions ranging from: Who doesn’t like you?! I’ll beat the shit out of them! to My son! Let daddy make it all better!

His blue eyes searched Sobo’s dark face for answers and listened as the boy extrapolated on these feelings. Njord could relate… so much that it was like the red-tail was looking at his younger self. The father’s visage softened, and wished he could tell Sobo that everyone loved him…

“I understand… that canna be a good feelin’” he said empathetically in a soft tone. “Sometimes, other wolves dinna like us because they dinna ken us. An’ that can take time,” he explained. “But other times… wolves dinna like us for no reason t’all.” Even family, he wanted too add as he thought spitefully of his grandsire. “If a man likes ‘imself, then ‘is worth isn’t at tha mercy of other’s thoughts,” Njord explained.

“Tell me more ‘bout Mireille an’ er friends?” he asked, wanting to know more about Sobo’s woes. In some ways, the man felt this was a parental failing and brainstormed ways he could help his son build confidence in the future.