Primal Rage

Ahhh he thought softly, and there was the reason for her anger, her frustration. Frankly, it surprised him. Nothing could ever replace little Asla in his heart, and nor would he ever desire to. “I adopted Zabrina before you were born” through that girl had been scarce of late. He would show her his displeasure the next time she showed her face. “Banshee, when you were very young” and his warrior had shown a lot of promise, even if she hadn’t shown the stamina to reach the position of Reaper.

“And Malalia most recently. But none of them are you Asla. I have not made for them a house to stargaze above our den, or taught them their first hunt. They were people who needed a home, and so I gave them one. That doesn't mean I love you any less. You are my daughter, Asla, and I would give you the stars.”