I'll Sing You One Last Song

Bane licked at the bloody flaps of skin and thin meat still on the bones of the fawn as Destruction talked of taking a few days to help clean up and make spike pits. "I really appreciate this Des. Helps take a load off I can't even manage to carry anymore. Don't even want to try, might hurt myself." Bane murmured as he heaved the bloodied scraps into the river with a jerk of his head. He licked the dark she-wolfs cheek when she lay next to him in gratitude. They stared back at each other for a moment and the elder felt a blush creep up on muzzle. It didn't really register that Loccian was queen now, Bane staring at her crimson eyes for a moment before touching his nose with hers. The only thought going through his mind was that Des was the one to teaching his bastard son Nako. And he couldn't think of anyone else he'd rather want to be a mentor for his offspring. Or any of them for that matter, Anais and Jakart.

A sideways press against Des's pelt was given in thanks from where he lay, the two wolves having their ebony and pale fur mingle. "I, I thank you Des. Thank you for being the one to teach him." Her words were noted if the elder wanted Nako trained in, and after a moment of weighing several options as to how to go about teaching a next generation Talutah Bane rumbled a reply. "Make him be put through thick and thin. Drill his mind as well as his body. Let the cold cruel world be truthfully voiced by your maw and if need be make him listen." Bane nudged an ear and gave a playful nip. "Again, this means a lot." The elder gave a smile before resting his head on a foreleg. He didn't really hear what Des said next, for he was warm and full, and sleep quickly found him in the company of another.

-Bane is asleep-