The end! 
He hoped she would believe him. His warm gaze lingered on her young face, but there was little he could do. However, Nayru was very mature for her age, and she would find her way eventually. She thanked him, and he resisted the urge to stroke her messed up mane. No longer his little girl. It was wonderful for her to have goals set for the future, and the male had barely thought this thought before her voice rose again. Ears perked in consideration. He then nodded, accepting this promise. He would not hold her to it, but he was impressed with her. The young leader was proud of this young woman already, but he accepted her need to retrieve recognition on her own terms.
”Thank you, it means a lot to me.” and it did. She was more than worthy of Dahlia de Mai, and the words she had just spoken were a brilliant example of her general dedication. Her soul was good and pure and this would not change.
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