Fox's Glade and I don't feel no remorse, and you can't see past my blinders

She turned upward to look at him and in that moment the recognition hit hard. Those eyes...green just like her mother's but so much more vivid. He breathed in her scent as he just stared, wide eyes and stricken. His daughter.....his daughter was before him alive and beautiful and looking healthy enough. She spoke but he didn't respond right away. He wasn't sure what to do here....she didn't seem to recognize him. He wanted her to, but he also feared what she'd think of him. So instead he shook his head "I am not here to eat....I was just patrolling the area." his voice finally came back to him as he took a step forward, studying her with a sad yet curious expression. His daughter....she was so beautiful. "You're beautiful....just like your mother Cassiopeia." he finally summoned the nerve to make it known. He'd rather know how she felt and move on rather than be a coward and not tell her who she was.