'No one' Doesn't apply to me!

Today was a lesson in stalking. At his side, Angelus wiggled in barely contained excitement. Together they lay on top of a knoll, their gazes locked on the herd of buffalo at the bottom. "Now, dad? Can we get closer?" Valentine shook his head slightly. "Not yet, pay attention to the ones on the fringe. They'r-" A howl for him rose above the knolls and his son shot him a look before whining, "Daaaaad." Already Valentine was on the move, slinking back the way they'd come. The howl was Rhythm's. "I'll be back. You just wait here." The brute locked eyes with the boy. "Stay put. I mean it Angel. You don't make a move without me." The boy promised (grumpily, but Valen took it anyway) and Valentine took off in the opposite direction.

Reaching the scene, the brute ran a curious gaze over Rhythm and the girl. "Well, hello," Clearly someone from Abaven. A relative perhaps? He queried gently, "And who do we have here?"