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With raised brows and a mixed look of "don't you dare say anything else" and "omfg, I'm so goddamn sorry" on her face, she stared into his bright red-like orange eyes. Only now did she notice they looked like a sunset - well, safe for the purple and yellow. Still, she liked the color better than her own. Hers looked too much like mother's - yes, she did remember what the Monster looked like, even though she dearly tried to forget about it. A sigh escaped her maw when he gave his answer, and she did not ask further about it. If he was done, so was she. Like father, like daughter, right? FUCK!

She held her breath most of the time he was speaking, not sure if she should comment or not. A heir? What did that mean? She was a warrior. What was he getting at with all of this? Suddenly it hit her. Leadership? Like Arturo? Would she have to adopt children? She listened, her ears pressing forward and cooping slightly, trying to take in every single word. Her tail raised and waved gracefully and happily through the morning air. A heir! He wanted her as his heir! She squealed with her mouth closed. Of course! Imma need to train real hard! Imma do gud, 'Turo, dad, Imma do gud!