Father son discussion?

His proud smile held no small measure of fondness as he looked at Ko. He’d gotten so big, so sure of himself. He was truly seeing how his second litter was developing of late. It made him miss them as they had been when they were little, even as he looked forward to meeting who they were becoming. He knew that he needed a full day with Ko then. A hunt, perhaps a drink by the fire, and if he convince the other boy, a nap at his fathers side. The idea warmed him more than any sunshine could.

The Warlord laughed softly at Ko’s next words. “Aye, you know it” he agreed. Ko got it in a way his firstborn son, Mortis, didn’t. The Warlord got to his paws with a creak and shook out his coat, following along beside the younger wolf. “You got a plan on where to take this hunt?” he asked, amused at the boys assertive movements. “And no - the plan today is to spend it however you see fit, you’ve got me the whole day” he promised.


"Sirius Fatalis"