planning for the future

He could see how it ate at her. She had started her leadership young, through the mantal of leadership had fit her well. Now she took on the responsibilities without guidance. He knew there was little he could do to help her. Was it presumptious to consider the other leader his friend?

Bringing the topic back to her school, she agreed that she would be teaching everything she could think of - without mentioning if she needed assistance on the fighting side of things. The Warlords pack had always excelled at fighting, he wondered if other packs had different skills to offer her school. Despite his offer, she made no remark on it, so he did not mention his oldest son as a potential teacher. "Are you in a rush today, Theory? Or would you perhaps like to meet my newest grandchildren?" She was hurting, and the Warlord had always found the greatest salve in life word to heal himself was to bury himself in an arm load of rambunctious children.