I really enjoyed father’s antics, I did, but it’s just I know that Orion is not really one to understand that my father is playing rather than behind entirely serious. I am sure there is some fraction of truth in his words, be it the fact that he doesn’t want me to be dirty or the fact that maybe there is some fur infiltrating dirt that would in fact cause my pelt to fall out. I doubted it though. I was meticulous over the care of my pelt, how could I not be after growing up with my father giving me constant baths? He taught me well and I would be teaching my children the same should Orion and I, hopefully, have someday.

It was funny though, I am thinking I know the real reason why it was that my father followed me here. He warned me of the ‘games’ boys like to play in the woods and while I would be perfectly happy in telling the truth that there had been no ‘practicing’ before or ever it didn’t mean perhaps I would pull my father’s paw. I mean I have perfect probity on most days but my dear father soon was to set it up all too well for me.

He continues to assail my Orion and I am only going to have to let my poor imprint learn how it is. Father is really the only one to pull such jokes I am aware and I simply look at the two males that hold me so dearly as they exchange words with one another. When my dear soul turns to me I giggle in amusement for surely this is indeed what father wants from him, but I couldn’t have him tormenting my soul that much now could I?

I reply I can see his eyes narrow though he was not displeased, surely I knew behind those violet orbs that he was pleased with me how I have grown up. Really he is simply displeased in the idea that I was trying to put an end to his game with my soul. The smirk traces his maw pleased in fact that I still try to outwit him. My father, honestly, proves to be difficult n some times to beat, I doubt I will today he will see to me being put back in my place and I will graciously accept his wit gained by age. However, I am still his daughter I am certain I can give him a shock and torment him how he does my Orion and I wonder if this is simply the bond I hold over him that drives me to defend him so. I am certain should this been anyone but my Imprint I would watch him squirm for days on end and probably join in at that.

Of course he gives me an answer and I giggle lightly shaking my head knowing that with that word that he feels he has won. I will allow him that victory if only for a moment as he seems this is the perfect time to bring up exactly what I had been waiting for. Of course my imprint honest as ever is telling my father the truth. I expect nothing else from him, he is a good wolf and always so honest I know Mother if she ever gets the chance to meet him will love him, but alas I know this might kill him of sorts on the inside but I simply cannot help myself.

”Oh Father, you know one comes to the forest for the flowers.” I say all too amused at the innuendo regardless how untrue it really was. He wanted a fantastical story I could give him that, the truth he wouldn’t believe anyway surely no one just ‘walked’ in the woods, even if that was what were where doing, walking and talking, just exploring the forest and enjoying the spring day. But if he wanted to think we were up to something I wouldn’t stop him, surely this couldn’t go too terribly.