Backdated to a few days after the seal hunter babies were born! Participation optional; I am hoping to snag
@Chakliux
After meeting with Rodyn, the Morningsong wolves trekked to the other end of the territory, where the seal hunters had made their home. It was only as they drew near that the scent struck him — Chakliux was home. His tail wheeled, and although he was weary, he eagerly picked up the pace, glancing at the rest of his family to be sure he left no one behind.
@Sulukinak had been very quiet, and of course,
@Aditya's health always concerned him.
"Chakliux is returned," he said to the three of them — but he suspected
@Simbelmyne would be the most enthusiastic about this news. He was tempted to brood over that, suspecting there was something he was meant to feel about it that hadn't yet struck him. It could keep, though; for now, he felt like celebrating.
When the lodge was within their sights, he lifted his head to give a baying call to the other man:
We're home.
Simbelmyne felt her heart lift with joy, and she bounded after Dutch as he made the way forward, though she felt something within her gut clench at the sight of the man.
She was a wife, now; she thought it would mean that she should turn her gaze away if he tried to flirt with her. She could afford him a smile, and allowed her happiness to show- but it was to Dutch she looked next, and it was only then that the warmth truly returned to her eyes.
Chakliux offered to feed them, something Simbelmyne would accept gratefully. Having a fit place to sleep would be wonderful, as well.
The pale man stepped in next to her husband, and her eyes watched Dutch’s expression expectantly.
Unbeknownst to either of them, the panther had a similar reaction to the arrival of Chakliux. The sight of him squeezed a vice around his lung that popped with a joyful laugh when they met in a tight embrace. His love for the man was unchanged.
His eyes shone with pride as Chakliux greeted his family. Simbelmyne had already been lauded by the seal hunter, but Dutch thought that Sulukinak ought to be admired as well. They were both his, albeit in different ways.
"My father," he said of Aditya, not without warmth. And, "My shadow girl," he said of Sulukinak, his tone that of a man harkening back to previous conversation. His eyes fairly glowed, however, when he tacked a label onto the end of Simbelmyne's greeting: "My wife."
They moved toward the lodge once more, still digging their heavy furs. Dutch grinned back at Simbelmyne — perhaps because he was incapable of an expression other than a bright smile right then. Everything in the world was as it should be, and —
"Five!" he exclaimed, his tail already wheeling frantically. Tears welled in his eyes, though he tried to play it cool. Which, for Dutch, merely meant keeping an even tone while failing to meter his joy in any other measure. "That's wonderful," he said with feeling, entranced by the pictures his mind immediately offered up. "Can I meet them?" he asked, already wrapped around imaginary fingers. He looked back to Simbelmyne, feeling so desperately full of love he did not know what to do with it.