Blackfeather Woods To Be Alone

Kove nodded, though whether he believed the statement or not was definitely up for discussion. He believed the younger male to be strong, but the loss of a parent was not an easy thing to go through. Truthfully, Damien had lost both his parents, though Burke had taken on the paternal role long ago. Perhaps Bane’s leaving had happened just early on enough so as not to leave any permanent scars, but even so, he found his mind wandering back to his first meeting with the shadow. His reaction to undesirable news had, clearly, changed, but the Inuit couldn’t keep himself from inwardly questioning if, by chance, it was an act. Damien had many roles placed upon him, so the possibility of his emotional strength being nothing more than a play was plausible.

All that was none of Kove’s business, however, so he did not verbally present his suspicions.

“It’s good to be here,” the ghost voiced, the corners of his maw twitching as a smile attempted to break through. “I missed the woods during my time away. Returning was probably the best choice I’ve ever made.” Running the valley had been fun while it’d lasted, but the kingdom’s life was short and rocky. It’d fallen to ruins, partially due to himself, and had led to the end of many things. A pack, a friendship, a love… even a family. It’d ended, and he couldn’t help but think, now, that it was all for the better. As far as he was concerned, the only positive note to have come from his relationship and leaving with the albino was his children. Nothing more nor less. He had believed himself to have found a partner for life, but true colours were shown, and he’d realized his heart was confined to the shadows. They owned him, and he was perfectly fine with that.

With the attention being directed towards his son, the man turned his head to glance at the boy. He was curious of what his answer would be, and even grinned at the teasing. He couldn’t say he didn’t want the younger Inuit to follow in his footsteps and pursue the Warden trade, for that would be a lie. Still, he didn’t expected it to happen. He doubted it would, really. As much as he disliked admitting to it, he couldn’t deny that Xan just didn’t have the personality that went along with being a Warden.