Blackfeather Woods To Be Alone

It's fine! c:

If it had to be anyone but himself supervising his son’s training, he could think of no one better than Damien. Though young, he was a strong kid, as well as assertive. It was, to the Inuit’s belief, the type of wolf best equipped for handling his bullheaded boy. While he was weary of whether their personalities would clash or not, he could see nothing truly wrong with them having a mentor-student-type relationship. Perhaps it was even for the best, considering Xan’s obvious lack of interest in guarding the borders. He knew that he would still have time to teach other things to the younger ghost, which came as a relief, but not all of the mentoring would be up to him any longer. It was a parent’s job to teach their child, to ensure they grew up understanding the basic workings of the world, but their role as the head teacher was not meant to last forever. There always came a time in which that title was passed onto someone else, and it seemed as if such a time had already arrived for the Inuit duo.

Kove gave a nod of his head to both of the boys, officially passing the reins over to the night child. At times, letting go and accepting change were hard, but necessary, things—surprisingly enough, however, it did not feel like one of those times. Knowing that his heir was in good hands was all the reassurance he needed, and all he would ever ask for. He was certain that, under Damien’s guidance, Alexander would grow into all he aspired to be.