She still wasn’t sure what to make of the situation she was presented with. She always sort of knew, but now she knew. She encountered the rather gruff boy and he was like her, ironic perhaps, that the child was like her but not hers, and she felt a little bad as well. She promised herself she would do her best for the child, her’s or not he was stuck in a realm of having issues communicating for his whole life, and he couldn’t be frustrated forever, angry though she certainly understood it. So she would help, but it still bothered her a little perhaps that Dexter didn’t ask to elicit her help sooner in helping his son. She was sure he had his reasons, embarrassed, upset at himself? She didn’t know for sure, but she knew it wasn’t as if he was doing it purposefully for sure in order to hurt her. Tuari knew he wouldn't ever. She did understand that, perhaps part of him knew she had known as well and she couldn’t imagine how hard it was to broach that topic to her.

Maybe she should have instead, just to get it out of him and off his chest to ease him, but at the same time there was a part of her that was… she didn’t know for sure… Jealous? Angry? Hurt? At the same time though she also understood… her father wasn’t exactly a loyal wolf either, though once he was forced to be monogamous with her mother, via her and her grandmother Kiska, he proved to be an excellent father and partner. When they were together at least. Shaking her head of those thoughts though she went back to Dexter. She understood, they made no promises to one another, though it was hard not to think sometimes that she let her emotions from her earlier confession get to her when they had done the deed. She didn’t regret it though. She adored her three little girls to the moon and back and wouldn’t trade them for the world, and Dexter was an excellent father. Still she wanted to get it out in the open now rather than later. Little did she know Dexter had similar thoughts on his mind.

There was probably a strange austerity in her approach. There was were no suprises today, no plans to drop out of trees on top of him, or pop out of leaves, the girls were out doing what they needed for training and she had just got done with meeting her nephew Kajika for the day. It was good to get to know the small boy, and she was in rather high spirits all things considering as she trotted her way back to the den, though she was a little surprised when she heard Dexter’s voice calling for her. Her golden ears twitched, and her tail wagged instantly hearing he was there. Coming around from some brush she tilted her head. It was so strange that she wanted to talk to him about his son and he wanted to talk too. Perhaps he found out by his scent he had been getting close to here as well? Regardless she looked at him her tail still lightly flicking at her ankles all the while. She didn’t encroach too much on his space just yet, it was time to be ‘serious’ after all even if sometimes that was hard for her to do around her closest friend. She waited though to see what it was he wanted before she brought up the tan and brown boy, thinking it might be related and it was much easier for him to start a conversation than her after all.