Queen of the Castle

She poked at it, like it was something bothering her that she couldn’t quite let go. He didn’t want to worry her, and he considere what to say for a long moment. He appreciated the offer from her, even if he could not use it for this matter. “Some troubles shouldn’t be given to daughters - or sons, for that matter - no matter how old and responsible they’ve become” he said at last. He put his paw gently over at hers, and the smile that was on his maw as he looked down at her was soft and gentle, and a little sad. “Just know I’ll find someone to talk to long before it becomes an issue, okay?” He said.

He wouldn’t pretend that everything was perfect, she had clearly picked up on the fact that it wasn’t. But he would not moan and complain and otherwise disrespect her mother to her, no matter how he sometimes might feel on the matter.


"Sirius"