Spotted Eagle Mountain The weak breeze whispers nothing

He was filled with conflict, knowing now how heavily the decisions of his parents weighed on Killdeer. He would, with time, feel the pressure less. It wasn't easy news, but he still did not regret letting Killdeer know. And of course, it was with the future in mind; he would want his son to accept his choices, and continue to be a part of his father's life, even though it might be different than it had been before. He returned the squeeze. "I know," He said softly. After all, he knew how it was, seeing a parent find a new partner. 

His offer to visit came as a light surprise, but it made Bronco's eye light up immediately. "Finally," He said, with a light laugh. "Of course, Varmint. You've always been welcome, I just figured I owed it to ya to do the back-ing and forth-ing but I'd really enjoy it if you came to the Plateau for a bit," Finally, he'd get a chance to have his son with him- and potentially for more than just their regular meet-up in the mountains. "How long do you think you could stay for?" He asked. "Like a week, or more, or...?" He'd take Killdeer for as long as he could get him to visit- but he knew his son would only be given furlough for so long.