i lost control and i don't want it back

Vesta was quick to answer her, and Roman gave an approving nod. It was nice to see that the girl was working on her training, already she was showing some ambition that was hugely prevalent in the Armada bloodlines. Already Roman wondered what the girl would grow up to be. "You cannot help falling ill- nor your father disappearing." She said simply, she couldn't blame Vesta for falling behind. "I dare-say I should appoint a wolf to mentor you soon. You're close to being yearling, yes?" She inquired curiously. She didn't remember when Sin- had conceived this litter, Gods- she hadn't even known that he had this litter. "I'd offer to mentor you myself- but I don't want to let you down, since I tend to get wrapped up on politics and pack relations. I will definitely keep an eye on your progress, though." She would have to find a able wolf to mentor the youngster. Roman wouldn't have time with the packs merging- to be committed too it, and she didn't want to disappoint her. "How are you and Arietta doing?" She asked, her tone gently inquiring and curious.