Class of creating trouble

Corvus wasn't really the strict sort of older cousin; he was much more likely to subtly deter a youngster from mischief than outright scold them. It just wasn't really his place. What was his place, though, was helping ensure everyone in Abaven (especially the youngest ones) were safe and cared for, and pushed to be the best versions of themselves they could be. A little curiosity wasn't such a bad thing, as far as he was concerned. "Kinda. We have really sensitive noses. And that's why we patrol so much, to keep marking our borders so everyone who comes by knows that we live here," he explained gently.

He let out a chuckle at the pup's sweet words and the accompanied kiss. "Ru it is then. So, Ru, what kind of trouble are we getting up to tonight? Since there's no other reason I'd imagine you'd be sneaking around for, at this time of night" he teased, leaning to nuzzle the boy between his shoulder blades. He'd been visibly started and Corvus didn't doubt he was trying to get up to something, but that level of mischief for a kid his age was pretty small and Corvus didn't mind tagging along with him. He didn't mind being a positive influence on him, if Ru didn't mind his company.