zachary wilson : : werewolf (nothingleft) wrote in light_of_may, |
Zach had no idea what it took to look after a baby, he knew that they took a lot of care but he had no personal experience to base that on and it was unlikely that he ever would now. He'd looked forward to starting a family with Victoria, it had been their dream to have children and a lot of them but that dream had been stolen along with everything else. He often wondered what would have happened if they had been able to have a child before Victoria died. What would it have been like for him to raise a child alone, one that could potentially have looked just like Victoria?
There was just something about this woman that told him she was a good mother. Zach didn't know if he had what it took to raise a child, sure everyone said that when it was your child you just knew what to do but he wasn't sure he had the ability even if it was his own child. "She certainly seems very curious," he said with a smile. "You'll have to keep a careful eye on her then, wouldn't want her getting into trouble." Zach knew he didn't need to tell her this but he couldn't stop the words from coming out.
He watched the woman unhook her child and kneel down to get closer to Sampson, his own hand reached out to pet the dog on the head briefly as the Shepherd moved his muzzle to sniff the offered hand. Zach knew there was no risk of Sampson doing anything; he really was a soft animal that never showed any aggression without a valid reason. "I'm sure if Sampson could talk he'd be saying nice to meet you Fable, and Ainsley. Seeing as he can't though I'll say it for him, nice to meet you both," he said with another smile. "I'm Zach."