A Long Talk Coming

Bane felt the sand between his worn toes, head bent low and sniffing at the grit. Funny. It had taken until his daughter had a less than savory encounter with a male for him to finally discuss this with his daughters. And though it was a conversation Tahlia should be having with the two young females Bane felt that he should also say a few words to them. Having the talk now that Anais was in heat. This spot by the beach was where he had been close to his wife, hopefully satisfying her need for pups with another litter. But at his age he wasn't so sure anymore. There comes a time when it just wont work anymore for the more elder wolves. Bane gave a sigh and sat on the bank, sipping some water from the river before titling his head back and giving a short howl to call his daughters to him.