Blackbeak Bluff It’s a hit and run

He levels himself on the ground once more and shakes out his pelt, rasping a dark tongue over his own lips as well. He gazes over the pale woman before him and nods at her words.

“He is.” He comments gruffly. 

His training was hard, but he still has love for his father. Despite having a few actually serious fights with him. Fights that Alduin had no chance at winning but decided to attack his father anyway. He’d easily put him in his place and ended it with a humorously toxic response about how he needs to work on his training more if Alduin plans to kill him. Alduin had huffed and gotten to his feet after that — embarrassment and rage heating up his body at his father’s casual beat down. 

“I need to work on it. No room to lose.” He hums after breaking from his thoughts. “I need to find Tulok. We must continue our mission.” He looks to Nyra then. “We’ll meet again. Soon, Nyra.”