The moment that makes or breaks great men

The Warlords expression was serious as they fell upon Azure. They grazed across his damaged skin. The injury to his cheek was new, but the Warlord could guess without asking what the cause was. Azure was carrying the brunt of the consequences of dealing with the Pirates, and the Warlord considered not for the first time that something needed to be done about them. But not now... definitely not now. He could hope the pressure would hold a little longer. He did not want to bring Armads to war, he wanted to step down and embrace his role as a father fully for the first time in his life. He wanted it so badly it was an ache in his chest.

"We are pregnant" he said after a moment. The pause brought on by his examination of his son. "For every litter your mother has carried, I have been a leader first and a father second. For the first time in my life I find myself in the position where I have a wolf beside me that is not my Wife that I trust absolutely to lead the Armada and keep it safe, to make the decision I would." He said, voice rolling soft and serious off his lips. "Which is why I have decided to step down and hand you the full reigns of the Armada for the first part of their lives. Prove that you are the future of the Armada, my son. Prove to me that I can retire one day and know the Armada would live on in you."