Like a Knight In Shining Armor.

The charcoal brute returned to his home, his nose high in the air searching out his sire. Cavalier knew not to expect anything, after all, it was his father's time to move on and it was Cavalier's time to assume leadership of the canyon. Sure, Blazed might visit once in a while, just to check up, as Danger had done for him and his grandfather had done for Danger, but it was now up to Cavalier to take control. He had gone around, remarking borders as strongly as he could and now it was time to vocalize his claim.

With a firm stance, the arctic brute threw back his head and through a parted maw escaped a deep baritone song that rung through out the canyon. Cavalier's days of rule had just begun.