He promised her safety and he promised her a home – both her things Shae had said that he would offer and provide. It seemed that for now, Shae was being at least partially truthful to her. It was curious to the pup – that true and false were not black and white, but rather varying shades of grey. Withholding various facts but providing others could not be placed cleanly into either category. She was hardly a pup, but already she was trying to understand the complexity of life and of the world around her. This brute was her uncle but was to be her father. She considered Shae her mother but Lady had been her birth mother by blood… and should Summer ever become mated to a fae, she, too, would be Nzingha’s mother. However, if Shae ever mated – and she doubted that the kalak would – that brute would never be considered her father. No – he would be an intruder, a wolf vying for the same time that Nzingha herself desired. And then there was her birth father, one she never knew and didn’t care to. In short, she had dead parents who had not been together, a mother who would always be single, and an uncle father who may or may not provide her with another parent. Most pups either grew up with both their parents or none… Nzingha would have far too many.

The brute soon after changed the subject after being so shocked by her words and switched it to the future – how her life in Bright Moon would unfold. He first explained that their extended family was in itself – complicated – and that Shae and Summer needed to have an adult talk. Nzingha nodded and smiled sweetly, but in her head she was annoyed – she understand everything that was taking place, and did not appreciate that she was being undermined only because of her age. But for now she would play the part she had been posted to. She would play the innocent… but only until she had the physical body to act out how her mind thought. Until then, she would win those around her with her sweetness. Her façade. As she aged, she would show glimpses and pieces of her intelligence, winning their trust and admiration. Already her future was planned and laid out before her feet. The only thing standing in her way was time – the one thing she could not rush. The one thing she could not control.

He chuckled as she asked him for what title she should refer to him as before responding, nuzzling her at the same time. Well I think calling me Uncle Summer, or even Summer will be perfectly fine. Really whatever you are most comfortable with will be fine. And as to where we are, this is Bright Moon, the pack that I am alpha to and the pack you will grow up in. Would you like a tour? Nzingha shook her head. “I can’t call you Uncle Summer if you are technically also going to be my dad. What about a mix of ‘dad’ or ‘father’ and ‘uncle’? Like… ‘duncle’ or ‘funcle’ or ‘unther’… I like Unther. Unther Summer. It’s funny sounding but it will be like our little joke.” She giggled and returned his nuzzle.

“And I would love a tour! If this is going to be home I want to know it!”

OOC- None :3