"He must have been a great father. You don't seem to have turned out too badly," Dante jested, grinning at her. If she was envious of his siblings, he in turn was envious of her relationship with her father. He wondered what it would have been like, to have a parent that actually cared about more than size or strength. To actually be proud to claim you father and talk about your parents.
"It sounds like a hard life, but a good one also. Wandering is lonely and dangerous, yes, but it also lets you experience all walks of life and meet all sorts of interesting wolves." He had enjoyed the meeting new wolves the most. "I bet you picked up a lot of different practices too, traveling like that. Each place probably had different plants and knowledge. Though the hunting is troublesome. Tarin and I couldn't take down more than a hare for a long time when we left."
