Father and daughter

He eyed her a moment longer, before he started up again, sand crunching beneath dark paws, the breeze off the ocean ruffling his coat. 'Worked too hard to leave?' She said. So had Malalia. She had only just started her new beginning, and there was so much ahead of her. He hoped love wouldn't get in the way of duty. His words where to offer her a way out a way to bring both her worlds together. She just didnt see it yet. She was in the picture, not looking upon it.

"Very well" he said, letting it drop. If she wasnt ready to accept her feelings yet, then this conversation had been premature. Perhaps it would be something for her remember, come the future. "Just remember that he is destined to be a Beta in Valhalla, and you are a third Alpha of the Armada. His people will look to him, and yours to you." That would be all he would say on the topic, bringing them back around to lighter topics. "How did you convince Mortis we have a ghost in the pack? Hes gearing up to stake out the campfire for weeks to come." He laughed.