all the pretty little things

She was easy to speak to when she wasn't wound up so tightly she was ready to snap. She looked a bit nervous, muscles on edge as she stood before him. So she was a new mother, he nodded at her words easily, a soft smile touching his lips. "You'll have your hands full if your daughters are anything like you" he said, voice a soft rumble as he studied her features. He wondered if any of her children had inherited her strange orange coloration.

She came right out with it, not bothering to beat around the bush like most wolves would on this kind of topic. Her posture slumped slightly and he stood, ready to catch her if she fell. Her reasoning was undeniable, he stood before her listening without a word for some time. But when she apologized he smiled and took a step forward, nudging her neck lightly, "Its I who should be apologizing. For not going through with my plan when we first met. For putting you in this position now." He said softly, trying to meet her gaze so she understood that there was no way he could possibly be mad at her.

He felt guilty though... If he had just stuck to his plan then Jupiter wouldn't have to be doing this herself, wouldn't have to be giving up her pack and her home. Kylar had far less to loose. His kids were older and could fend for themselves and he had no real responsibilities in the pack. He sighed softly and cast his gaze down. "I'll be forever in your debt if you slay him Jupiter, I'll lend a paw if you need it and if you should fail I'll make sure he doesn't live long enough to harm your family." he said, tone hard. It was a promise, he wouldn't fail her again.

Speech!