Báirbre

Báirbre seems upset that they've lost the race. Grandpaw Curse of Svarog spots them moping around and approaches them. He leans down, and you can see his mouth moving as he murmurs something to Báirbre. They sharply gasp, then ask, "But won't they get hurt?", to which Grandpaw Curse of Svarog chuckles and responds, "Of course. But it will teach them not to cross you again, won't it?"

Báirbre follows after Grandpaw Curse of Svarog as he goes out on a patrol. Báirbre spots an injured dik dik hiding in the bushes, and with a snarl, Grandpaw Curse of Svarog orders Báirbre to kill it, saying that there is no room for mercy in this life.

Báirbre is rolling all over you and chewing on your fur. You kind of want to murder something, but you hold it in. This cub is great. This is your cub. Happy cub is good. Yup.

When Báirbre starts playing a bit too rough, Grandpaw Curse of Svarog harshly swipes at them, eyeing them ferociously. Báirbre whimpers and flees, their tail hiding between their legs. Maybe Grandpaw Curse of Svarog just doesn't like games?

After spotting Báirbre push over one of their siblings in the mud, Grandpaw Curse of Svarog pulls them aside and, with pride, tells them they should always take advantage of the weak.

Báirbre ends up wandering a little too close to Grandpaw Curse of Svarog as he sleeps. Grandpaw Curse of Svarog snarls at Báirbre and aims a swipe at them before they scarper to the safety of the other side of the den.