Dragoncrest Cliffs freaking booties speaking to the cuties so belligerent

Though she listened to him speak, quiet and attentive, never once could she remember a time where she had considered him less a member of their pack for the way his heart drove him to wander. She wondered if finding out his true biological ties made him feel as though some of his feelings made sense. She hoped it might- and that he might forgive himself for not fitting the ideal that he'd seemingly created, and that he felt he didn't fit. Chacal, on the other hand, had never seen his absence as something that acted as a demerit. 

"You leave, sometimes, but so does de tide.
An' when you return, you come back to my side.
You fight wid Sapphique, an' bleed for 'er too-
de blood of Sapphique comes also from you.
As for a choice- it never needed to be made.
You are my brot'er always, dat will never change."