Butterfly Kisses

Nako let his tongue wipe away his daughters sorrow. He wanted nothing more than to curl around her and hum away her uncertainty and sadness with a tune. He would've told her a tale to easy her mind, perhaps one of his early life or another by his father, but even he grew a little bored by the notion. Nothing particular eventful had happened for him to recite and bore Kaitlyn into slumber with a story. The notion that she could howl for him at any time seemed instantly to put a smile back on her face. And he most certainly would keep an ear out for her calls. "I promise." Nako rumbled as he drew back and watched Kaitlyn jump on his paw repeatedly.

Mari was probably worried sick about her missing daughter by now, Nako eying the child with a certain sadness. She wanted to play and he wished that they could spend some time for a father and daughter afternoon. But then there was the matter of Marina, not knowing how the she wolf would react to him being with her daughter and not telling her. "I'll tell you what little Kait. Why don't we both go back to mom and just the two of us play there where she knows where you are?" Nako didn't really give her an option, rather his jaws gently wrapped around the scruff of his daughter's neck to pick up the child and being the short trek back to Marina.