my boy was just like me

"I am not kind, but I am your father. I'll support you where I can." He said in soft disagreement. The Warlord could be a hard wolf to love, and he didn't bend easily. His children had the most sway with him, sometimes that meant little, and other days that meant a lot. A part of him would always want to steal Indigo back, to keep him forever. Practicality continued to win over possessiveness.

"Pick your supplies with wisdom, Indigo." He said, doing what he could to guide the young leader in his new role. "Meanwhile, tell me about the Nomads. It's people and what you intend with them." He would know about his new allies and what it would mean for the Armada, and what support he could offer them.