5/18/2026, 3:57 PM
Jaxxon Douglas Kinsey
Discordia asked if everyone in the pack was his friend and he chuckled, a smile crossing his lips as he warmly looked down at his daughter.
You could say that, one way or another...He tried to explain as best as he could for a child, one day maybe she would understand how things worked. You didn't have to be friends to be packmates. His dappled daughters tongue came to lick his nose and spoke, 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? He sighed softly through his nose and took a moment to mull an answer around in his brain.
Yes, princess is important, but you must earn respect to receive it... You don't just get it because your born into it... Does that make sense...?He asked her back, his eyebrows knitting together gently as his face skewed up into a confused contortion. Jaxxon wasn't good at explanations, not the important ones, and he especially wasn't good at the ones to his children, more specifically the ones that mattered. He fucked those up royally.
I'm the boogeyman. Ooga Booga.
Human facts — Playlist — Toyhouse — Voice Claim — Moodboard
Saga and Joxer are allowed in any of Jaxxon's threads no matter the marking.
Human facts — Playlist — Toyhouse — Voice Claim — Moodboard
Saga and Joxer are allowed in any of Jaxxon's threads no matter the marking.
