Starfall is fully aware that his father was not happy, and the way that he scans his body, he knows that Azrael is unhappy with his hair. What does it matter? Who cares? Star's hair got messes up no matter what he does. He isn't going to spend his time grooming when there is so much more to do in the world. Starfall also lacked that vanity gene that seemed to affect half of the family. Star rolled his brilliant opal eyes as he sat before his father, already...irritated at his presence. Especially in how his father is here. Not in a loving and accepting way, but here in typical anger and frustration. Why couldn't he just be happy that Starfall was out in a place where he feels like he actually matters?

After stating what seemed to be the obvious to Starfall, Azrael seemed to be surprised. Starfall's brows lowered, his tail slashed behind him and tossing dirt aside. Azrael is irritated, angry as usual and Starfall knew exactly where all of this was going. Starfall huffs when Azrael begins to speak, his eyes looking off into the distance as he listens to Azrael's lecture. No right to leave the family? He is an individual. He is his own wolf, with his own desires and feelings. His eyes narrow and they snap back towards his father.

"I can do whatever I damn well want! You might be content to live in the shadows of many, but I am not. I am out here to do what I need to do. Taviora needs me, and I know this through and through...and there is nothing you can do to stop me!" he barked, his red hackles raising even more from the tone his father was giving him. Starfall didn't take well to being yelled at.

Of course none of this was going to help, and Starfall was not the best at controlling his emotions when his father was involved. Especially after a shift in worlds. At the moment, he just wanted to be alone. He wanted to go back to the world he was at before his father came storming into this territory, without permission at that. Azrael continued to yell, defending his mother as Starfall would expect, but the boy was hardly listening with any intensity. He complained about how he never told them of the fact he was leaving, when he did in fact do, at least...he thought. He was certain he had told Azrael of the glowing white wolf that morphed into Coza. How Coza spoke of him as if he was the kind of wolf he was used to being around. A thing Starfall needed in his life. He knew it was fate on that day for him to meet the now alpha of these lands, and he knew...he just knew he told Azrael about it all, and he was simply angry, flustered, and frustrated about it all. Why must life be so damn confusing and weird? Why couldn't he be back on the mountain gazing at the calming aurora? Starfall didn't even bother to reply to his father's second statement. He simply kept his nose in the air, his star-touched face glancing to the side slightly. There was no explaining to be done. He had tried already, and Azrael does not understand. Part of the reason why Starfall needed to leave. He needed a place where the authority figure understood him and his kind. Living with Azrael was...just too difficult. His last statement only proved it further.

"You...you just don't understand. You never will!" he said hastily, as he got to his black paws, glaring once at his father before turning his back to him. He was not about to deal with this right now. He would speak to Azrael when he was...understanding, when he would listen to him.

"I am fine and you don't have to worry. I am where I belong," he says as he begins to trot towards the dense trees ahead. He was young, yes, but he was already vying for his independence. His teenage stubbornness, and changing hormones, didn't help the situation much either.