You'll always have a piece of my heart

It lifted something in the Warlord heart for his kids to be home. All of them, for the first time in what felt like a very long time. He wanted his newest litter to know all their older siblings, and to be surrounded by love and family as they grew. Maybe he was a sentimental old man, but after catching up with everyone as a group, he dragged Zee, Asla and Indigo away. Those two were the most estranged, and he believed Alsa still carried some resentment to the Warlord near forcing her to remain in the Armada a little while longer. It was true that the Warlord struggled to let go of those he loved. He'd learned a little since then. He didn't Hate it any less, but learned the importance of not holding on too tight.

"Asla… indigo" he said. Gesturing with his paws at each wolf to enter his hold and receive a kiss to the brow. He wouldn't push either of them, and let them decide for themselves. Regardless of whether or not they accepted his affection he would speak. "Tell us everything. How have you been? What places have you seen?" He asked softly wondering where Aslas wanderlust had gotten her, and what Indigos desire to learn healing had led him.