Golden Glade The Next Generation

Aspen had no comment on his behavior - just as he had no comment on hers - and they were fine to send everyone away to be alone with their children. He was surprised the pale woman called him close so soon, but he padded slowly forward to lay behind her; curling his frame around her's protectively, and laying his head down close to her paws. His good eye faced them, and a smile crawled across his face, sliding into a grin and eventually he reached over to nuzzle Aspen's cheek.

                 "I could never be happier, my angel. I'll name the last two, you can do the first?"

Eye scanning over the last two in the row, Alder decided then and now that their kids would have names of nature like them.

                                                       "Rose Aspen Pryor and Hawthorn Charley Pryor."