His pace wouldn't be interrupted by the call that was offered out to him, he had heard his daughter though, and eagerly would swivel his features i=to take her in as she made her approach. Frith would halt, happy to wait for her to catch up to him. "Good evening, my love." He offer back as she made her way beside him. He'd attempt an affectionate nuzzle as he normally offered to all of his children, even the older ones. While he had been dwelling on the direction the pack was taking he had no idea what was on her mind, or what had brought her to him. She was growing up much too quickly for his liking, his little babies were soon turning into men and women, and he wasn't ready for it. He and Novella were in their prime, but how soon until they needed to start thinking about handing over the reigns? Who would take their place, how had Novel and Dutiron so easily handed it over to themselves, they had hardly been older than their first litter's age. "What can I do for you?" He try to rid the thoughts from his mind, for now he would just enjoy his young daughter's presence.
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