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Grayday grumbled to himself, feeling a stirring of protectiveness in his gut as he thought about strange males - men he'd never met - getting cozy with his daughter outside of his realm. Letting a child run free was like tossing a feather out into the ocean and hoping it wouldn't get wet - Grayday knew he had to stop expecting to know every little thing that Dawn got up to.

"I wish everyone would just be up front about things like this," he complained, wondering why Aditya hadn't said more about all this 'hitting it off' that'd been done before he joined the Morningsiders. Then again, he thought guiltily, he hadn't been very forthcoming in his investigation, either. "We should be more honest," he said to himself, his ears twisting in thought. "I suppose it doesn't matter. Dawn's going to do whatever she wants, and I'll be the last to hear about it, just like always. But she's got a good head on her shoulders. Hard as hell, but good."

Thinking of Dawn's better qualities brought a smile back onto his face. "And Adi's a good man. She could do much worse. Even if they only end up as friends, I think we're lucky to have him among us."

The last words were said to Pema once more as he finished his own train of thought. His gaze turned playful as he regarded the younger shewolf, his thoughts straying - inevitably - toward her own social life, since they were already on the topic. "What about you, Pema? Have any young lads caught your eye?"