Coza continued traveling along side of the white fem his tail waving lightly at his heels all the while. Banshee seemed to have an insatiable curiosity about the inter-workings of the pack. It didn’t bother him in the slightest; in fact he was happy she was so curious about the goings on within Taviora. She asked about having so many pups in the pack, and while currently he didn’t feel he had that many the coming spring certainly would bode many more with three expecting females in the lands. He pondered it for a moment not sure how best to answer for a time, but settled on simply his feelings on the matter both as a father of his own children and as an Alpha of the lands.

”Pups are wonder and are to be cherished, it is how my home is that children are sacred no matter how they are being conceived. As an alpha I is always worried that someone will be taking them or harming them as they are so small and fragile. I is thinking I worry too much though… for even the wolves of Iromar have compassion for children it is being wolves like Tobias though that I is worrying. Ones who have no regard for pack borders or lines. But I is so happy to be having pups it is meaning wolves are happy and making families here thus expanding our own.” Perhaps a little more than she wanted but he was happy to have pups. Always he was so excited for his members when they were expecting to have pups, but nothing would compare to his own Moth having pups and carrying them. Perhaps he doted on her too much but she hadn’t complained during the time he had cared for her.

”Of course you can be meeting my Moth. I is sure she would be liking you. She is very nice you is only having to call or go to the den and you can be finding her most days. Though she is busy too, watching the lands and training our daughter still though you should find her if you is wishing to meet her. She will not be minding at all.” He states the fondness clear in his voice for his imprint. He hoped to get some alone time with her soon himself. With his children and Holo around it had been increasingly difficute for them to just be together. Surely she was starting to feel lonely. Sure they were together curled every night in sleep but they had not taken the time to be together again.

Then she had questioned about him. Tobias. His ears flew back not in anger at her but at his sheer dislike in the shadowed wolf she had mentioned. ”He is tlacatecolotldemon terrible wolf who is harming whoever he is wishing. He is one to be hurting a part of my Moth, her son, and I will be taking what he has taken from him. I is not usually so… angry with wolves I is wishing it does not have to being this way but he has harmed so many innocents and taken many good wolves from Moladion.” He says his gaze going into the distance a sigh escaping his maw once he was finished. A constant worry that Tobias would return, it was the reason he had to speak to Isola the angels, seeing as they had experience in dealing with the true demon of Moladion.

The hunting grounds were near now the brute did not wish to further persue this topics so close to game less their hunt would fail. He motioned her to keep close and hopefully soon they would spot game and they could have a successful hunt togheter.

"Speaking English."
"Tlahtoa Nahuatl""Speaking Nahuatl"


COSZCOTL
=-Protects Moth’s Heart&Soul-Guardian of Amoxtli, Zeltzin + Dexter->