In short, a few minutes later, after greeting everyone individually, the young Hog limped into the bedroom to begin his unspecified days of closed-door reflection.
The tribal chief, who had been bristling with anger just moments ago, cheerfully took a few steps back and sat down on her chair, which was nearly as large as a double sofa for a normal kobold, and chuckled, "I apologize for the spectacle, Hog is a good child. This incident is less his fault than my overly strict upbringing that has made him so reckless. Ultimately, the responsibility falls more on me."
Mika·Yuko whistled and chuckled, "That's what you say, but you almost whipped that kid's behind into pieces just now."
"Oh well, on one hand, I needed to make that boy aware of the seriousness of the issue. After all, not every incident has good-hearted outsiders like yourselves to help."
