Still getting over this teenage angst

Asla listened to the unease and apprehension in Satira's voice as she shared her concerns about the return of her father. Mojito wasn't entirely to blame for all of it. "Keep in mind that I took you and your brother away. Mojito didn't have a choice in that. He's been scrambling to keep up ever since." The blonde fae sighed. "I'm not saying that he's free of blame in this. He could have come with us had he wanted to. For his whole life he's been so unsure of himself and his family made him feel that way. It was hard for him to leave a place where it felt as though he'd gained a bit of acceptance."Yes, it sounded as though Asla was defending his actions, but no one knew the hybrid man like she did.

Tira spoke of her uncle Azure and Asla flashed a toothy grin. "I love my brother but you're right. He's capable of being a raging cunt." It wasn't a secret. The world knew. Mojito had been at the receiving end of that cuntiness and had been bitten in the face and almost enslaved for it. Asla was only glad that her father had seen reason and had decided to give both Mojito and Nao into her care.

Satira continued, pain and fatigue in her blue eyes. The young woman shared more concerns with her regarding the return of her father. Asla wished she could just wipe all of the pain and doubt away, but hardships made hard wolves. Tira did say that she wanted her father to be happy and safe, so that was a step. When she began to doubt herself though, Aslatiel shook her head. "Never doubt yourself. You're absolutely perfect and I'm not just saying this because I'm your mother. You're lovely and sweet and kind. You're intelligent and witty and you can hold your own, despite your size. Blood didn't make that. YOU made that." Again Asla squeezed her daughters paw. "Your father still doubts himself, but he's never doubted you. He loves you more than anyone has ever loved him."

A sigh pulled from Asla and she gave her blonde head another little shake. "Whether you decide to give him a chance or guard your heart, I'll always be here for you and I'll support your decision." Leaning forward, Asla bumped foreheads with her sweet child. "But if you don't let yourself try, then you'll never know what could have been. Maybe give him one last chance? If he screws up this time, he won't have anyone left but himself and his own misery." If Mojito ran or disappeared again, even Asla would cut him off.

"Aslatiel Indarra"