They grew faster than he expected. His son had become bolder than expected too - and at a much more consistent rate than Kweku had anticipated. He, at times, wondered if Runihura might be too similar to himself. It made him think of his own brother and his father who had chased him from their homeland the moment he had coveted more than simply being subservient - but then he had to remember. He had no place to be concerned over whether his son grew to covet power or not. He was the Pharaoh's son, after all, and a prince in his own right. As for Kweku? Such a thought always brought about a certain reassurance. It meant his blood would live on and live on
well. It would not simply survive but rather, it would thrive.
For the most part, he merely took guard duty when the sun set. He had found himself a comfortable place among the fields to bask in the cool spring air, only tending to the den when the sun had well and truly risen. That is when he had noticed Runihura's mysterious adventure - a lone scent from the den that indicated no foul play. Though he perhaps should have stayed put, his instincts insisted he follow his son to ensure no harm came to him. And so, he ambled after the child and towards the shore though without the urgency one might expect. Fatherhood, it seemed, had not been able to shake off Kweku's laziness.
He was surprised, then, when he did find his son on the beach; behind him he uncovered a crab, torn apart, dismantled and simply there. Kweku paused and stared ahead at his son, bewildered, but not because of his youthful savagery. Ah, how foolish. He had not eaten the crab after killing it. With a shrug, he was quick to take what little of the meat he could, crunching through the body and licking his muzzle once the salt settled on his fur. A small meal but a delicious delicacy. Its existence drove him towards his son at a jog before he growled a greeting.
"Why are you killing them?" He asked simply as his eyes scanned ahead, hopeful that another crab might appear. Or, perhaps something more delicious. If his son was providing free food without knowing it, he was not going to stop him.