We Live On Front Porches And Swing Life Away

She had to admit, he felt pretty warm. This was a bold action she had done, but she wasn't sure what else she could do to try and comfort him. This is what she did when her kids were upset, so she supposed it was her motherly instincts kicking in. Even though Bass wasn't a kid, she still felt the need to try and give him comfort during hard times. He leaned in to her for a moment, ear flicking to catch his soft words. "I know..." She knew all too well. Shortly after, she felt him moving away, so she would step back and sit down again. "Sorry, I just..." Just what? Maybe she didn't have to say anything. Her main goal was comforting him. "Nevermind." She said softly as she looked at him steadily.

She listened to him as he talked about his kids, and all too well she could relate to that as well. She frowned as she nodded. "I know you've been a parent alot longer then I have, but sadly I have to say that it is one of the hardest jobs in the world..." She shifted a bit, he gaze also finding the river. "I'm sorry you're having such a hard time with them. Your daughter though...Sparrow? I don't think she resents you. Maybe she just...misses her father. If she's going more then staying, then there's the chance she's trying to figure out who she is and what she wants out of life." Sometimes she wished she could say the same about her own kids...but unfortunately, she did have a child that resented her. Looking at the ground, she wondered. "Maybe...take the time to help her figure it out. Be the father she needs, not the alpha." That was why she had stepped down...to try and be the mother her kids needed.