it's my duty

A flutter of dark wings caught Tar's attention but just for a moment as he realized it was Worc flying higher up to have a look at the tip of the nearby spire. Tarnish whipped his gaze back down to Lyra as she spoke. "I'm a yearling. Nobody cares where I go." There were a few stipulations of course but in general he got the impression his parents didn't particularly care where he wandered off to and they probably had no problem with him exploring the spires.

He glared down at the girl, but before he could speak she ran over to the spire and bit it. What the fuck? She backed away and then screamed. "What happened!" He yelled as he bounded over to her, looking her over for injury. Assuming she just hurt her teeth he rolled his eyes to the blood red sky.

"Look, I don't care that you're here, but if you get eaten by a monster or something then I'm going to get blamed for it. So just don't do anything stupid ok. Leave the risk taking to me." As if for emphasis he sized up the nearest spire then took a leap at it, claws paws latching onto one of the crossbeams, his hind paws on another. He bounced himself, testing his weight on the spire to see if it moved in any way.