You own me like whispers in poetry

His little Ignita was being exposed to a lot of new things in the Armada. He knew the necessity of it, and while he was excited to see her grow, he was also a little sad to know her experiences would change her. A part of him still wanted to hide her away in a very tall tower where no one else could touch her.

Instead of acting on any of his impulses, he turned and led her into the forest. Guiding her through the trees. Hunting wasn’t actually something he was teaching her, so he used his companions to shorten things considerably. They found an angry, grumpy pig that was more than happy to put off a fight. Once they had it cornered, he led Ignita towards it, raising a paw. “All yours”