8 rules for dating my teenage (adult) daughter

The blessing was given and Sparhawk couldn't help the lopsided grin that crossed his features. Rhyme was a decent wolf. The situation was a little awkward, but in time he imagined that they could be on friendly terms. The big man nodded. "Today I prepare and tonight I ask Po-em to be with me." His grin widened, teeth flashing for a moment. "I hope yes is her answer."

It wasn't lost on Sparhawk that the man was essentially giving his daughter away to become a woman. A married woman. "Poem is strong. Capable of takink care of her own self, but I will take care of her too. This, I promise you." As he spoke Sparhawk found his paws. There was so very much to do. He had to collect clay, collect enough wood for a fire. Collect special items. Craft everything. Find the perfect spot. So, so much to do.

"Thank you, Rhyme," the redwood man dipped his head. "I have much to do. Much to prepare." By this time tomorrow, he hoped that he and the woman in question would be engaged to be married. If she said no... well he would deal with that then. But for now, there was a pep in his step as the striped man took his leave of his loved one's father.