Neverwinter Forest and he's stolen the strands of sunlight

It never occurred to the father that the boys would confuse their sister with Astra – and so as he watched them babble to one another, eliciting a conversation they both seemed quite privy to, he noted Astra, like him, did not understand any of it, and he gave a gentle shake of his muzzle, unable to help her. “I usually nod and smile – or distract them with something else. @Eshe is the brilliant one who seems to understand every word they say.” His mate was a woman of many wonders.
 
Stepping forward to nose both boys – his nose lingering attentively to Cypress who was completely crouched now, he felt amusement quirk at the corners of his mouth at their reaction to perhaps the most gentle-natured pack mate they had. “Astra,” he spoke, the word forming more slowly now as he lifted his muzzle to indicate the Epsilon to them. “Pack.”