Forward dated to 5/7/26 Jaxxon

Father still hadn't come looking for her; perhaps he truly didn't care, yet she found herself looking for him. She moved around quietly, not so much unseen, but at least ignored by most of the pack. While she was a princess in her own right, she had no one who seemed to seek her out. She had met some interesting new creatures, but if they would stay, she wasn't sure. She wanted a friend at least...someone who saw her...them. Her crown dropped slightly like sharp bites taken at her skin. The girl felt pain but dared not make a sound.

It hit her suddenly, a scent she knew well. It was strong; it was her father. She had been looking for him, and yet she didn't expect to find him. Her heart pounded against her ribs as her paws no longer willingly moved for her. The pain and sadness locked her in place. She pleaded with her sister to encourage their paws to move. To run. She wasn't ready to face him. The girl growled softly at herself. She wouldn't cry. She couldn't run, so she stood and braced herself. Her father would either see her or she would be passed over like a ghost from the stories she had been told.

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Jaxxon Douglas Kinsey

He had too many damn children to keep track of. He knew a few of them were home safe, but he also knew a few of them hadn't returned yet. His heart was pulled my strings by now with worry for them. As he patrolled early that morning the sun brought streaks of color through the sky like a painting, he was in awe for a moment when the scent of tears and Discordia caught his attention. Jaxxon furrowed his brow over amber optics in confusion and he went padding away to find his daughter.

When he arrived on scene the man was met with his daughter, sitting there, cowering, crying, folded in on herself. He stopped a few feet away to stare at her a moment before approaching slowly, carefully, and he stopped to sit in front of her. Discordia, what's wrong? He questioned her as he brought his head to her level, Jaxxon felt his tones were as gentle as his eyes and his expression.

Emotions were not exactly his strong suit but when it came to his children he was more easy with them then the rest of the world. Maybe it just came with the territory of being a dad, he didn't see the point in cruelty to the children. Cruelty bred wolves like Polly, and where she was a good warrior, a strong one, one to be desired, she was cruel.

Discordia, what's wrong? The warm voice of her dad reached her ears, and her heart fluttered for a moment before she pawed at the earth. She wanted to be strong, but she felt lonely and abandoned by the father she adored. You left me. You and the pretty lady left me. She stated the matter as though it were fact, as she couldn't have known it wasn't a choice he made. You didn't look for me. We were alone. The floppy ear man and Mama found me... She trailed off. She wanted to be angry, wanted him to feel the loneliness she felt, how it felt to be abandoned in a strange place she had never seen before.

Her small head tilted up to look into her father's eyes, tears pricking the corners of her own. Daddy, do you not want us anymore?" Her voice came out quieter than she expected. A part of her wasn't sure if she wanted to know. "Why didn't you come look for me? The other's on the trip. They don't like me either, do they, daddy? Sure, they hadn't hurt her physically, but as small as he was, she still could recall the looks they gave her. Discordia wasn't even sure what she did wrong. She wasn't as hurt by the strangers, but maybe it was why he hadn't looked for her.

Maybe she was the problem, and she didn't know what to do. Her ears folded to her crown as she fought back the tears from falling. She wasn't always the best listener, but she tried. She wanted him to love her and be proud. She wanted him to embrace her and make the pain stop, and before she could quell the tide, tears spilled down her cheeks, her head falling slightly as she prepared to be left to deal with her emotions alone once again. She could be good, she could be like the others. Mama saw the good in her, at least she thought she did...so why couldn't daddy?     

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Discordia

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Jaxxon Douglas Kinsey

You and the pretty lady left me... He and Saga... You didn't look for me. We were alone. The floppy ear man and Mama found me... Floppy eared man? He knew Nyra was Mama but who was the floppy eared man? Her words trailed off and she tilted her head up to stare into his eyes with her own, her optics twinkling with tears as she questioned him. Daddy, do you not want us anymore?

His heart felt a twinge of pain and sorrow for her, for her fears and thoughts. Why didn't you come look for me? The other's on the trip. They don't like me either, do they, daddy? Her audits flattened against the back of her crown and she fought back pain and sorrow that he felt deep within his heart.

Oh my sweet child... He murmured, shifting to lay down in front of her, his head still level with her own, Of course I want you, I love you my daughter, He started, his voice soft and calm as he tried to fight back the pain he felt within his own heart. No, they don't look like you, but that's because you all have different mama's... I... I can't explain it right now, when you're older you'll understand... He sighed heavily, his head coming to lay between his paws, audits trained on Discordia, eyes locked onto her own as he extended a paw towards her.

You are my daughter. You have the strength and the blood of the Einvald's... He assured her, Maybe they are jealous...? He winked, trying to make the situation a little lighter. Disco, we couldn't find you, we couldn't find anybody... We woke up to dancing fire, a bright and dangerous thing, and had to come home to find you all here safe, some of you, He sighed again. I'm happy you're here safe and sound, you could have been seriously hurt out there... Jaxxon explained, his eyes blinking slowly as they reflected her sadness.

He started to speak as he lay in front of her. He wanted her, and he loved her. While the ache still lingered, her heart warmed at his words as though he had taken the weight off her shoulders. It is when he confirms her thoughts about the others that her face falls slightly. Discordia didn't understand his reasoning, nor did her defiant thoughts agree with it. She took a glance at his extended paw and inched closer, bumping her nose against his. She wanted to speak, but she listened as her father continued. A small smile appeared as he spoke of strength and jealousy. It was possible, but it still didn't make her entirely happy. 

The girl brushed her head against her Daddy's cheek, nudging under his heavy head until she could curl up between his paws. She didn't care if his head might squish her; she wanted to be in his warm fur. To smell like him again. Discordia continued to listen to her Dads explination. In some way, she didn't think the others could be missing too, that even Daddy and the pretty lady could have gotten lost as well. She certainly didn't imagine being near something that sounded so scary.

Her head craned to look at him, rolling onto her back to see him clearly. All the questions ran together in her mind; she wanted to ask so many things and didn't know where to start. Well, she did in a way. I love you too, Daddy. Promise you will find me when I need you next time? She asked sincerely but with less hurt and more hope than before. I want them to like me. Other Mama's don't matter. I am not Mama. I am me. They can like me for me, right? Will we find everyone soon, Daddy? She didn't know the real weight her last question might carry, but she knew even the ones that didn't like her...she still didn't want them to feel as scared and lonely as she had, even if they were bigger.

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Discordia

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Jaxxon Douglas Kinsey

She inched closer and bumped her nose against his and he smiled warmly at her in return. She nuzzled against him and nudged under his head until she could curl up between his front paws. She bent her head to listen to his words and rolled onto her back to look at him more clearly, I love you too, Daddy. Promise you will find me when I need you next time? And he nodded, pressing his nose between her eyes with silent promise. I want them to like me. Other Mama's don't matter. I am not Mama. I am me. They can like me for me, right? Will we find everyone soon, Daddy? He smiled and sighed, she was awfully grown up for being still so young.

You're right, you're not their mama's, that shouldn't matter. A paused, Soon we will find them, soon the pretty lady, Saga, is going to go look for them with some friends of mine from the pack and uncle Ezra... He assured her with a nod and pulled back from her face a little to look at her fully.

You're very sweet Discordia, very kind, be careful with that... Some of the wolves here don't like that... He trailed off, his tones growing serious from their softened ones from before. A sigh, I want you to grow up safe here, Jakten can be... Dangerous.

Not for you little one, I dare them to think twice.

The girl smiled as he touched the soft fur between her eyes, a paw extending to brush against his cheek. She liked it when Daddy smiled at her, but she tilted her head when he sighed, curious but attentive. Maybe one day she, too, could make friends with them. If daddy was their daddy too, were they family? She loved her siblings, so she couldn't quite grasp why this was different. Still, she had accepted her father's answers from before. While she was still treating them as nicely as she could, she would follow Mama's lead. Everyone listened to Mama, and she was a bit scary to others. Maybe Discordia could learn to be someone others could listen to as well.

Her father's tone pulled her from her thoughts, and she nodded slightly at his response. Saga, pretty name. She wanted to know if this Saga felt the same about her, but she wasn't sure she was ready for any more disappointment. When he mentioned Ezra, she looked thoughtfully back at their trip. She remembered hearing the dark man say his name, but she didn't know it was her uncle. I...I haven't seen anyone else. Is he home? Her features twisted in thought; she hadn't seen much of anyone, really, for what felt like ever. Daddy, is everyone in the pack your friend? She didn't seem the best at making friends, but if she could be more like Mama and Daddy, maybe she could have friends, or at least people who listened to her and the like.

Pools of blue met shimmering amber as Jaxxon lifted his head and looked at her. She watched him carefully, her questions dying down as he spoke of how she was kind and sweet, that some others here wouldn't like that. His tone turned more serious about wanting her to be safe, and she nodded before rolling over to sit between his paws and closer to his face. A pink tongue moved to lick his nose in comfort. Blood and strength, you and Mama are in charge? I am a princess, right, Daddy? I have teeth too...I can be strong and important like you and Mama, but also like me? She wasn't sure if her question made sense, but a little part of her hoped he would understand.

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