Cynics & Critics

His mother spoke first, as he knew she would but her words drew him up short, and his head cocked to the side. Bad parent? What made her think that? A flicker of confusion crossed his face. She had been stupid, lately, especially with Vereux, and also with this new litter (which he hated, honestly, they shouldn't have been born), but... that had nothing to do with her being a parent and everything to do with her being an idiot. That was beyond the level of parenting, that was... on a personal level, instead. As a parent, he really had no complaints about her. She enforced rules when they needed to be, gave him and his brothers freedom, and generally was pretty good, in his opinion. "What makes you say that?" he inquired, obviously referring to the latter part of the sentence.

A wry smile appeared on his face as she spoke again, and he shook his head briefly. "Unless you count a quick patrol as busy, then not at all." He paused. Was spending time with him her only goal in this? No important information? He was more than okay with that, but it gave him the opportunity to speak sooner rather than later about Vereux. "Besides, I have a pressing matter myself that I need to talk to you about." That was an understatement that couldn't be helped. He still felt a bit shell-shocked about what Vereux did... how could one do that? It was utterly wrong. It still made him angry, too - how dare someone do that? Still, he kept these thoughts to himself as he waited his mother's reply.

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