Always Back

The woman listened to her father. She felt comforted, even if he did not provide any real answers. She pressed her small form into his chest for a moment, "Thank you, Father, for always bearing through these things for me. I'm not worth much, I guess, but I'm proud to be your daughter."

She was serious, even if she wasn't sure of the pack always, or even of her father's decisions, she knew he always loved her and that was enough to always bring her back home.

Sparrow pulled away, minty eyes searching for her father's golden ones. Her tears had vanished and a small smile remained on her lips, "I suppose I should hunt or something and try to make myself useful for once, huh?" Sparrow nodded to herself then skipped off a few steps before turning to face her father again, "I'll be around," she said before running off to find something to eat.