Firefly Glen [PHE ] there, there, baby, it's just textbook stuff

Cygnet’s opinion that Kukutux was too busy leading to teach a granddaughter—while it wasn’t the case, he idly wondered if Cygnet wished that were the case with him in this moment—or did she miss the point of this entire conversation as also being a teaching moment?

Sardonic—committing to nothing to which he spoke nor did she reveal any sign of remorse, there was a shining issue in this moment.

Akavir did not throw the weight of his rank around often—nor would he now. Cygnet was a teenager with the feign of indifference in that moment—and his eyes swept over her, quietly acknowledging her youthful age was what shone the most in this moment. “Remember you represent your family and the Creek,” was what he closed the conversation on—lifting himself to his full height and casting another sweeping gaze over the pack’s Gamma.

Perhaps it was not a responsibility she was ready for.