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If it were anyone but one of their children who said that, Rosalyn might have lashed back that it wasn't necessary. Instead she accepted it wordlessly, silently tucking that away while she idly preened her daughter's ruff. There wasn't much she could think to ask for, but perhaps.

Even if she doesn't need it, I think she will want it. Rosalyn replied, smiling affectionately. It would be good to see them working together. Chacal's brothers and sisters had not remained and she had worried, at times, that their quiet daughter felt lonely for it. Parents were not always enough; a sister was a very different thing.

And there's more coast. If Sapphique grows, maybe there's more claims to be made. I'd love to teach you, if that is something you want. The pirate had never considered the fact that their pack might grow beyond it's bounds and take up a second claim, but if more of their children wanted to lead than Sapphique had the space for, it wasn't unreasonable to consider. They had the numbers, the space and the time. Better that than let them get bored here, unsatisfied with their position supporting a sister's claim.