Arikane scented a foreigner in his territory, his amber eyes scanning the horizon while his cloak rippled in the wind. His children, Reio, Rukio, and Remy, were by his side, training in various disciplines.

Reio, the eldest, was attempting to land an arrow with his bow, his trusting nature evident in the open smile on his face. Rukio, the second-eldest, was tending to a wolf's wound, a soft, gentle expression on his face. Remy, on the other hand, was sparring with a wild boar, his claws clashing with the fur of the boar in a fierce display. Arikane's gaze flicked to the last of his brood, Riku, who was playing with a small ball not far from her siblings.

Arikane's nostrils flared as the scent grew stronger. The intruder is here, and Arikane's heart raced. Would this be a threat? Or a welcome surprise?