The silver male watched the child dance and prance around under his feet; it was odd for him to have a child all over him, though in a way he was sick with the fact that he was laying here letting someone else child climb around and all over him. It should have been him; there was no reason why he held out on making a family with Rendall, she had been upset that he had not lain with her as a lover should, when it was his fault. It was his fault that Yuki up and left also. He would never have a mate if he always put others in front of him-self. The silver male grumped as he closed his eyes.
Listing to her little high picked words the male was figuring her out, he had understood that ‘Mahn’ meant mom, or mother. More so it was referring to Jace. Then the silver male was assuming that ‘Ronkyha’ was blood brother, like what Taliesin was to him. Then this last word that he was trying like mad to figure out this ‘Wourenyla’ was brother from another mother, someone who you have your heart and you love like your own birth brother, or even closer. For Jace…it was closer. The love that he had for her was closer then what he had for his own brother.
After figuring these words out in his destroyed and trashed mind, the silver male opened his mouth to say something and then gave a nod. He now understood, where ever this child got the words from they sure where different and sure was strange words…but heck who was he to say anything about being strange or different. He was the prime example of that walking around. Nodding his head the male opened his mouth, ”Ah…” he spoke understanding these words and could now use them if and when he was able to see the patch worked female that he held close in his heart. The child was teaching the elder funny thing that was.
With all of that in mind the silver Sawtooth giggled and leaned down and nipped playfully at her side then jumping his head back up as he jumped to all fours playing with the child. Just like a good Uncle should be doing. The silver male snorted with fits of giggles as he waiting on the pups next move, trying to stay close enough that she could get a few playful nips in but it was clear that the older Sawtooth wolf was not going to let her win this fight, she was to young and he was sure he was going to be leaving with some few cuts. He knew that she would still have her milk teeth and they would be sharp and hurt. He knew these teeth would cut into him and slice him open for no mercy. The silver male knew that she would not mean to either, it was just how them stupid milk teeth where. He was ready for it, for a smile upon the child’s face. He knew that Jace would be so thankful if and when the pup returned to the den that she was ready for a nice long nap in which she was snoring.
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