Redhawk Caldera Put your dukes up

Her eyes shimmered, shivering freshwater. He saw in them grief and turmoil and he uttered a sympathetic whine as she whispered. He approached, and would drape his muzzle over her withers, and pull her gently to rest against his shoulder. He couldn't help but feel as though he was responsible for this. After all, Teya might have been inclined to forgive Reyes for his departure and allow him to live in Brecheliant again for Sorana's sake if he hadn't told her about his own experiences with the man- second-hand as they were. 

"She will understand. Maybe not today, but she will." He tried to ease her fears. "Fathers can still be good fathers from a distance." He said, speaking from experience. He passed his muzzle over her temple, before resting his chin on her shoulders again. "This must feel....Pretty hard." After all, she had cut ties with Reyes, and had moved on. Seeing him again, alive, no doubt had rattled her. He paused.

"We can tell her I chased him off, if it would spare you her spite."