Better to be strong then pretty and worthless

Azure's paws were tied, not just by the softness of his mate who did not share his biases, but by his father whose word dwarfed the Champion's own. While he might have been content to simply ignore the existence of his daughters entirely, there was a certain ethical code that recommended fathers treat their children equally, or something. He had offered Levi and Basilisk the opportunity to grow and advance within the Armada, a privilege they had earned. Makara and Morgawr had not yet shown that initiative and potential, though Azure knew he would be perceived poorly should he not at least take stock of where they were and where they hoped to one day see themselves.

Tipping his head back, he summoned his daughters with a clipped and commanding howl. Opportunities to impress their expectant father were only dwindling as they aged. If they wished to earn his respect and favor, this was their chance to prove themselves worthy of the Fatalis name.

"Speech"