I believe ,would you?

Much to her expectation and pleasure, Sirius arrived in a prompt manner. He greeted the big woman and she nodded in return. "Good morning." She then motioned towards the young wolf beside her. "This is Dunkan." Resin case that one seeing eye towards the pup. "This is Sirius; Warlord of the Ashen Armada. It's to him you wish to speak." Rather than move away to let them speak, the silver woman merely sat where she was and would observe the exchange. She wouldn't admit it aloud, but she was mildly intrigued at the tenacity and drive of the young wolf.

There was a lot more patrolling to do, but Resin was genuinely interested in the future of Dunkan. Though she hadn't been a very good mother in the standard sense, the giant fae had always had a protective streak. She always wanted to save the things weaker than herself. Dunkan was weaker for now, but she believed, with the proper guidance and set of morals, he could become quite strong. He could be an asset to the Armada.