Moonspear may the moon remember you in waves

Satch nodded as the woman spoke, "That it does, that it does." Worry seeped into everyone, every once in awhile. "Although you have to stop and smell the roses every once and awhile." He's maw adorned a smile still. He took the venture and approached a little closer to the Alpha, and sat down getting comfortable.

Satch though of the question posed to him for a moment or two. Thinking of his past and the time he had spent with the Alpha's pups, he had seen two litters. He grew up with the first, and helped raise the second. Although he had been very young, and his priorities had not always been with the young. A fact he regretted now. His departure from his home and subsequent exile, had taught Satch that he wouldn't live forever. Now he saw pups as a way to live forever. Not in a pervers sense, more in a spiritual sense. Which is why Amekaze's pups gave Satch so much excitement because he couldn't wait to see them grow. Even if they were not his own, he would care for them as if they were.

"I have some experience, I looked after the little ones a few times in my previous pack. I always found them to be rather annoying. But I was a teenager then, and anything I was made to do was annoying. I have realized in my travels that the young are our form of immortality. They continue our legacy. Even if I am unfortunate to never have pups of my own I hope to pass on my knowledge to any pups you or other might have. I suppose it is rather selfish." Satch chuckled to himself, with the shake of his head.