Lost Creek Hollow I know you need words

The shadow slumped to the ground where he gathered his daughter in his arms and buried his nose into the plush of her fur. 

Crowfeather had tried so hard to avoid becoming like his father. He did not think that there were other ways he might hurt his beloved babies. As Shadowpaw spoke feebly, the dark man kissed the top of her head. Tears tumbled from his eyes, sparkling as they found her inky hairs. 

I will tell you- I will tell you everything you want to know. 

No more hiding. No more secrets. He would not make himself a liar to Shadowpaw. And even if she was too young to ask the questions that needed answers, Crowfeather would wait. 

You know you are loved, don’t you? His heart ached.