Of course he would not be well behaved for long, the little demon would find his way out of the den without his mother?s attention. Escaping while she focused on her daughter. Where he was going he wasn?t quite sure yet, but he thought he might try to sneak a peak of father?s other girl. With eyes wide, but his steps confident the pale boy would follow his father?s scent, not worried that he might be spotted by the authority figure. He?d sneak quietly along, eyes peeking from behind a rather thick bush. He?d peer curiously at the sleeping woman, her even breathing captivating his attention as he?d crouch, his head by his paws, eyes intent on her slender frame. Questions would swim in his mind, he hadn?t questioned his father?s ways before. He?d grown up with his mother and Zola while Father guarded this other wolf. Who was she to them? Why did their father have to keep watch over her? Why did he even want to spend time with her? She was obviously not as important as he and Zola, what was she doing here? All these questions would swim in his mind as he sat, unaware of the eyes on him. Walk "Talk" Think

She was sleeping soundly within the den, he had heard her snoring lightly and when he had peered inside he could make out the rapid flickering of her eyes beneath her eyelids, she would not be waking any time soon. It was during these times that he went about hunting for both her and his children as well as visiting his sister and pups. Those visits were short at best and he wished he could spend more time with them but he was not willing to lose the black and silver bitch and the spawn she carried within her. He carried a small raven in his mouth now, a meal for the bitch he kept squirreled away from the rest of the world. He approached the den, violet gaze falling upon the backside of his son poking from a shrub. He stopped, dropped the bird and stepped over it. "What are you doing?" He asked, his face and voice stern despite the slight amusement at the audacity of his Son's actions. "Speech"

He only wished that he could spend more time with his father, he was always seemingly with the other woman, the one he was watching now. He couldn?t help but wonder why he would choose her over himself or Zola. So, his curiosity would pull him towards her, his mind wondering what was so special about her. His father didn?t seem to love her, in fact he probably thought the opposite with how much he growled at her. He?d ponder these things as he watched, unaware of his father padding up behind him. He?d heard the thud of the carcass as it landed on the ground and he?d jump slightly as he turned quickly to see his father standing behind him, words intimidating to the boy. Though obviously unsure he?d try to act as though his father?s presence and words didn?t even matter. "What are you doing?" He?d ask in the deepest tone he could muster, puffing out his chest and standing at his full height. "Speech"

He watched as the boy jumped, and resisted the urge to smirk. Then Lian whirled around to face him, a look of indignation painting the small boy's face and he returned Lel's question in what was no doubt the most impressive show of defiance the boy could muster. The white giant chuckled darkly, lowering so that he was eye to eye with the boy. He pushed his face right up to his son?s and grinned ominously. "I believe I asked you first." His voice dripped with a warning, an unspoken threat. He had no real plans to hurt the child, but old habits die hard and he was used to this sort of intimidation. In reality he just wanted to keep his children away from the grey and black bitch, he had no doubt that if she would do her best to taint them, if she didn't outright try to hurt them. She would be gone soon anyways, and then he'd have all the time in the world of his growing family. "Speech"

He wasn?t sure how much he liked the sound that would resonate within his father?s deep chest as he reversed the question bravely. Tail would find itself tucked between his legs as his father moved even closer, hot breath would flow over Lian?s face as the gigantic brute would fill his space. As the words left his lips tones would mean wonders more than words as the boy felt himself lose control of his bodily functions. Lel would easily make him piss himself. A whimper would follow as she dropped the act and let himself become submissive next to his father. He wasn?t stupid and he knew he wasn?t big enough to go at his dad. Yet. "I was lookin. Wondering about her." His face would turn back towards his father?s pet, honesty blatant within his tones. He really was curious what his father was doing. ""