Galileo could not blame the white female from wanting to have a family. He had had that same dream once, a dream that had been spoiled by the own blood pumping through his veins. He thought of his son every single day. He knew that parenthood was no easy task -- even if he had not spent long with his son before leaving, the few days he had had been arduous but completely worthwhile. He awknowledged Scimitar's response with a light huff. It was good that she was prepping herself and that he was going for Tuwawi for advice, it showed that despite their desicion of splitting, Bazi would still made an effort to keep the packs as friends.
All the other wolves didn't seem to have an issue with this, which relieved the pained father inside his heart. No one should be kept from having a family, and from seeing them flourish. They also all seemed to concur that having Scimitar step up would be the best desicion, until the agouti male voiced a suggestion of leaving the place behind.
Inmidiately Galileo's face twisted into a frown. Wasn't this the place Bazi would raise her childen? If she would soon return, why would they speak of leaving. Besides the Creek was a territory with abundant resources and no inmidiate threathening neighbors --save from the Sunspire.
This brought different opinions to bubble from those in the crowd. It had been all sparkles and roses until he mentioned leaving. When Galileo had arrived he had been lurred by Bazi, but also by the captivating atmosphere of the Creek. He had claimed a den and settled there.
And there he would remain until his heart stopped beating.
