He was taking Anoixi out today to explore the pack lands and to spend some time with him. He had enjoyed each time he had with his three daughters and he was really looking forward to a day with one of his boys. He wanted to see what his likes were, what he showed interest in. He wanted to see his boy's personality when he was away from the others and do whatever he could to make him bloom into a young man, to prepare him to be an adult and to be there in every step of his life if he was able to. Frost knew he was older and knew that this was his only chance to get parenting right and he would try his hardest to be the best parent he could.
"Anoixi," he called from the leafy curtain of the willow.
He waited for his son, his dark tail gently wagging behind him. His boys were a little rowdy, but so was he at their age. He only hoped he could give him something interesting enough to hold his attention today.
