Hushed Willows Dads leave. No reason to be a pussy about it.

The pup's head cocked, floppy ear in particular twitching in response to the adult's howl. His lips formed an o shape as he prepared to mimic it, though Tavi arrived before he could get out so much as a single note. Upon seeing her, Tambourine yapped happily instead and bounded over to her, completely forgetting all about Stark as he thrust his tiny snout into his mother's plush fur and inhaled deeply.

As soon as he was finished greeting her (and the instant she plopped her butt on the den floor), the babe began to root around for a nipple. He sucked greedily, thick, rich milk flooding his mouth. He whimpered as he fed, his already round belly growing even rounder. After a time, he unlatched and, milk-drunk, flopped at Tavi's feet and promptly conked out.