Sawtooth Spire Corynorhinus

His ears fell flat. The amount of dots that failed to be connected there left him longing. "I know what father is in your tongue." The words were just as flat as his face as he crept forward and made himself known. Belly to the ground, as he'd army crawled towards the entrance. He lingered as far as she'd allowed on every other day. As far as he knew, it was every other day. If she was thinking anything different, he was not privy to those thoughts.

Not yet. Not until she shifted from where she'd made herself a barrier at the mouth of the den and with drew to give him passage. He looked to her as she spoke. Question lingered in his gaze. Was she serious this time? Or was she luring him in as an excuse to exercise her pent up aggression? He couldn't be sure. Nevertheless, he moved forward, still army crawling towards them as he kept his movements slow. Who was that red creature who lingered in the doorway? Dear old Dad. At your service.

Paw over paw he crept forward. She did not growl nor threaten him in anyway. Iqniq let his body slump, muzzle to the ground as he woofed for his boys. Come to papa...