Fox's Glade and I don't feel no remorse, and you can't see past my blinders

She went from wary to wary and fierce in seconds and he almost flinched back. Admiration and pride wer the emotions felt beside sadness and the mild hurt that she hadn't recognized him yet. He supposed maybe it was easier for a parent to remember their child than it was for a child to remember a parent that hadn't been around much at all. As she leaned forward and snapped the question he lowered his rump to the ground and hesitated. Here's where it could go very wrong. "Dakarai Svartell....I'm your father." he answered honestly, still looking at her with fascination. He could see that she was already pissed off, but he couldn't help himself. He was afraid if he looked away that she would disappear like an apparition.