Friend-Shaped

Solaire was only mildly disappointed that his father didn't know what kind of creature this guy was. In the end he supposed it didn't really matter what he was. In fact, maybe that made him more cool! That made him mysterious and unique! He was distracted enough by that train of thought that he didn't fully process was his dad told him next at first. "Oh yeah, I bet uncle Rudy will know! He's always out hunting and–wait what did you say?" By the time he refocused on his dad, he noticed him pulling his sword free from its scabbard and he finally registered what he had said. After he killed it?!?!

Solaire gasped and scrambled to his paws to jump up to stand between his dad and the barely phased capybara, hopping up to shove his dad away with a quick push to the middle of his chest. "Dad! You can't kill him!" he exclaimed, obviously offended and mortified by the very idea that his dad would murder such a cool little guy. "He's just eating pumpkins and being cool! And and... And he's my friend!" Solaire stood resolute between the capybara and his father, looking up at him with a hard frown. Meanwhile the large rodent simply stared at the two of them for a long moment before slowly turning his head to go back to his meal.

"Solaire Carpathius"