The Sentinels lovecraft

for @Emaleth <3

blue willow was bid take her leave, and she did so gratefully. lasher curled his long frame into her place among their tiny daughters -- it had been some time since he had lain among infants, and so moved gingerly. his gaze was soft with love as he gazed upon their gently mewling bodies, drawn as they were against his chest, as he faced the narrow doorway to the whelping den. a downy feathering of snow fell softly outdoors; taltos lowered his muzzle to kiss the darker of the two. "my emaleth."