Hana shook her head, chuckling. "At least they're predictable that way, and they all respect me in between the mischief! Besides, how often do you have to deal with parents? The kids are one thing, but no one ever bothers me about their precious babies' progress or behavior." Progress was easy, usually, when it came to clan techniques and tracking, or silly hand clap games to teach seals to the youngest. She got to train them in their strong suits. And if Hana had behavior problems from any of the clan children, she was expected to manage them herself. No parent would ever come to her about it; it would be a blatant statement that they didn't think she could handle the situation on her own. If she went to them? Well, that would be an admission of failure from someone who was supposed to lead them all later. Hana wouldn't do it unless she needed to.

Besides, she very strongly suspected that the clan's parents took great amusement from witnessing or hearing about the ingenious ways their children caused trouble for whoever was taking a day's shift training or watching them. Heavens knew Hana did, when she wasn't the one in charge. They'd done their own share of it at one point or another, so they'd earned the laughs. Other clans seemed to have different philosophies on the matter.