You deserve more than I've given

Mojito waited, stiffly. He wouldn't have blamed his daughter if she never showed up. It would have broken his heart, would have probably broken him, but he wouldn't have blamed her. Still, there was relief when he spotted her familiar figure approaching across the mostly open field. He fought the urge to rise to his paws and run over and hold her. He allowed a small smile even as he was flooded with sadness for the distance he could feel between them.

"Hey, Tira." He said, his voice was soft. He would not make a move to close the gap between them, both because he wasn't about to cross a pack boundary and also because the last thing he wanted to do was force himself on his daughter. He didn't even try to gesture her over. He would respect whatever space felt comfortable for the small girl.

"I'm sorry for showing up out of the blue, I'm sorry for disappearing on you." He sighed, though he kept his gaze on her. "You are owed many more apologies and proper explanations." Mojito swallowed the lump in his throat, he was about to give her the first of many chances to fully and finally push him away, and Mojito knew he loved her so much that he would leave right then if she asked him. "Do you mind if we have a talk? I'll talk, you only need to listen."

"Speech!"

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