"Daddy." She said.
A lot of people had told her they found it childish, but she didn't care. She would forever be his little wolf.
He smiled and extended his hand, so she would fall into his embrace, and she did just that. "How do you feel?"
She sniffed, feeling herself relax. She felt secure, safe, taken care of. "I am fine. What happened has already happened, I cant let it bring me down. I am too strong for that."
She lifted her head to face him, and he looked proud. "That's my little wolf." He said, pinching her cheeks lightly.
"Yes. Yes, daddy." She leaned on his chest again, as he patted her shoulder in a fatherly way. "Today is the white wolf festival, you do know that, right?"
She did, but she had forgotten. The strain of the past days had made her forget something she was alw
