how could they know

The simple joy of a puppy happy to see you was a novelty the Warlord was still adjusting to. His smile was instinctive and instant as he beamed back down at the boy, leaning forward to kiss the purple wolf between his ears. His affection when it came to these pups was as easy as breathing.

He nudged the pup playfully, gentle and precise in his movements with something so small and fragile as a baby. “Did you want to learn anything today?” he asked, leaving it open ended if there was any skill so questions the boy had thought of throughout the day that he wanted to get out.