What?

Marina’s gaze would soften as her baby spoke. “Sometimes getting lost is half the fun little one. If I hadn’t gone exploring, I would have never met your father. Besides... This is our land. You could never get lost here. I’d know exactly where to look for you.” Marina would give a gentle nudge to his shoulder. She would lay down beside her boy, wondering if any of her girls had gone exploring in the caves as of yet.

“Ren... It could be dangerous yes, but sometimes things are worth taking a chance. There will be danger all throughout our lives, and, it is my job to teach you how to protect yourself from that danger... Or defend you from it until you can yourself.” The woman would close her eyes.

“How about we start your training soon? You’ll need to be strong for your pack, your family.” The femme would open her eyes. “But most importantly you’ll need to be strong enough for yourself. To protect your body should you be challenged to a battle, or worse.” Marina would frown. “Do you... Even want to learn to fight?” She’d ask softly. It occurred to her she had little idea of what interests her children truly had.

"Speech"
'thoughts'