Northstar Vale Away We Rush We Run for the Hills

Takeshi made his way along till he spotted the girls, one little and one littler, standing outside the den. Reiko murmured soft words to Hotaru that Shi could not hear from this distance, but soon he made his way closer, coming from behind to run his snout along her side as he slid up beside her. Adorable, isn't she? He hummed as deep blue eyes fell towards his daughter. She seemed happy to be outside, gazing upon the world with wonder only a child could have. 

His gaze moved to Reiko momentarily. There had been a twinge of guilt at the meeting for giving her such a reaction, for the pain he had caused her. He had only meant to harm Yuudai, but things had escalated- and he'd ended up hurting his own wife. He wanted to inquire if she was okay... but last he knew, she'd still been angry with him, cold even. He did not wish to be assaulted by cold words, but his gaze grated along her, looking for any signs that she was still troubled. She was up and standing now, interacting with their daughter, probably okay... 

Their daughter. Takeshi's gaze fell back to the girl. She was like a mini-Reiko, all pale and pretty, blue-eyed, small. Even smaller than the empress, more innocent too, playful and naive in all her actions and completely uneducated. He hoped to seem them grow up mannered and smart... but this was an endearing time too, perhaps even the best time for a little girl. At this time they were not fighters, not full of attitude... that time would surely come in a few months, but obedient daughters were his favorite.