Love the Fresh Air
07-16-2014, 10:52 PM
Frith was lacking incredibly in the father department, the only figure he had was his mother. She passed on her legacy completely to him, so he would not feel lacking in the least. In his world, the father figure was unimportant. He would watch as Dhiren would relax, haunches falling to the ground. He would explain simply how his life in the pack had been, Frith would take the information, but he couldn't relate. He had spent almost every moment of the last three years with the woman who gave him birth and he didn't regret it at all. Was that what it was like having this big family? He couldn't somment, but Dhiren would continue, voiceing an easy question. "Yes, please come in! You looked rather uncomfortable up there." |