He was paying attention to GOssamer, and noted the way her posture changed. She seemed almost chagrined, digging her toes into the earth and biting her lip. The Warlord was tempted to tease her, but he was sad as well. Gossy had been an adult in her own right for a few years now, of course she was going to find someone. That it was someone outside the pack… well, his rules had been set before the majority of its members had been his immediate family. The way things were going, if any of his kids wanted to find love, they did have to look outside of the pack. As much as he disliked it, and worried about their futures and loyalties, he was beginning to realise the rule may not last much longer.
“Ethne?” He said thoughtfully as Gossy looked at him. He hid the sadness in his heart with a smile. “We need to send some things to Ethne as part of our trade. How would you feel about delivering them for me? And perhaps you could stay a few days, and work on relations between our packs?” his voice was light and teasing, though the offer was genuine.
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