Intent, intent, intent!

Voltage stared down at her then, a soft sigh caught on his tongue. He couldn't help but feel rather tired. He would have to talk to his brother about Seraphiel, since his children were due any day now. They couldn't have more of this. She was like Illie on a sugar high. She was like Illie who never learned that lying and breaking the rules was not a good thing. And for a moment, he wondered what would have happened if his daughters hadn't disappeared and left.... Clearing his throat, he looked at the excitable girl. "Yes, I can." He smirked playfully. "Doesn't mean that I can always drop everything and come. So you better only call me when you really need me." He said softly. And it was the truth. And then he laid down infront of her, sprawling lazily on his belly and laying his chin on the grass.

"Well," He said softly in response to her asking for a story lesson. "I think you are well versed in story telling." He said softly, eyeing her before lifting his head. "You have been getting into quite a lot of mischief, Seraphiel. We have rules, in this pack, in this family. Do you know what we do to those that constantly break the rules?" He asked softly, staring at her.

"Burn Baby Burn"