The stag's gaze turned with amusement to his "daughter". The things she spewed from her mouth would have turned most parents' stomachs but not the evil stag. He thought her words were amusing he even considered them for a moment while he smiled down at her. "Shh, do not speak out of turn, my child." He chided her gently. "Your words, though. They are correct. Ky should pay for what she has done but it was Carrie who was wronged. I am the Lord of the Herbivores but I will not act unless you want me to." After all, sooner or later Makyna would be crushed under his hoof as well but whether it would be sooner or later was up to Carrie. "We could indeed take one of her legs to make up for your own injured one." It had grown back now but the fact still remained that Ky had helped cause its initial removal.

"Do not believe that, dear Carrie. They just had not had the chance yet but it was in their blood. As children you lost your leg and as children it was still Makyna's fault, was it not?" Ah, she was so naive... Just like the Pure One. It was cute really. This was the reason he set out to protect the naturally docile herbivores.

He twitched an ear at his young daughter, all was forgiven he just expected her to guard against such outbursts in the future... Or perhaps he wouldn't be so forgiving. He heard the soft voice of Nettle, the calmer of the pair. The stag tilted his antlers to the boy, a silent gesture that he should continue with his question. The stag nodded his head. Yes, she did need to be protected. She was so like Clover but unlike Clover she was not nearly as attractive. A silly thing to note thing about one he noted. Still, she needed to be kept safe until she was independent enough to care for herself against carnivores... If she was ever independent enough. If she never was then... well... He'd think of something for her to do so she wasn't just a dead-weight. He couldn't have all of his children protecting her and he couldn't keep an eye on her twenty-four seven as he had things to do around his territory and outside. Hmm... Maybe a personal bodyguard for the time being? But who?

"Nonsense, you deserve to be protected just as much as anyone. The children just have to be properly trained for the job which I plan to take care of myself in the near future." Battle training need not be neglected. Children couldn't frolic and play carelessly forever. The stag shook his head at her next words. This was what they needed to get away from. Those silly instincts of herbivores to run, to not harm. Carnivores would harm and they needed to do it right back. "My dear Carrie, I know that you do not but it is this sort of thing that condemns our race. Us herbivores are naturally good and honest creatures by nature but it is this very nature that carnivores take advantage of. If we do not fight back, do not hurt them... Then they will eradicate us. It is a necessary thing we must do to show that we are not afraid. When the carnivores are gone or otherwise subservient then we can afford to be docile as our natures intend but until then... No weakness." His eyes had taken on a hard glint during this speech but now he blinked and the kindness returned and patience indulgence returned. "I understand where you are coming from, you are so pure and naive which is something that is found in our race but if you do not set aside those feelings for now it will be your downfall. Besides, hurting carnivores is nothing. They are not true gembounds like us... They are beasts and monsters that only want to hurt and destroy." Calm. Reassuring. Confident. As if he knew exactly what he was talking about.