wicked games

Lark's question did not strike Quelt as odd. Especially since it was a very valid question to ask. Quelt had been gone almost an entire season of their life searching for his previous mate and unborn children who he now assumed were dead. Thinking about it made him recoil, but he took in a deep breath and simply settled himself in front of the small pup. The forty inch male outstretched his paws, relaxing his shoulders as he felt the water of the rapids spray against him if only lightly. "Your father is a busy man, he probably didn't have time to be telling stories about me while doing his alpha business and taking care of his family. I wasn't around during your birth because someone important went missing, I never found them so here I am." Quelt explained to the boy.

"Well Lark, tell me what you were doing here so close to the rapids if you don't mind me asking?" he was now extremely curious. If the boy had wanted to jump in, Quelt obviously wouldn't let him. He remember the same situation with Ixionn and Levi. Only Denki knew where the boys were now. Darrah was here and their sister he had sadly heard was missing, same with the other little girl. Maybe he wasn't meant to have children, that was why it had been so difficult to raise adopted ones all the same.