The Sunspire cause I would die to make you mine, bleed me dry each and every time

his life remains relatively stable post-den-move, busying his days with sticking close to ibis or his mamas. the other pups in the den still go largely ignored even as they grow big enough to possibly interact with, mostly 'cause he just hasn't had an opportunity to do so. 

today fate seems to have new plans in store as he comes across the silvery blackthorn, tiny and brandishing some sort of leaf. immediately it makes him think of his special gelman, so okeanos stumbles quickly to the spot he'd dropped it and grabs it, coming back towards her with his tail curled high and wagging. "gelman!" he announces around the (beginning to show signs of its abuse) wing, spitting it on the floor in front of her and pointing with his nose at her leaf. "you, too!"