Sunbeam Lair It’s not so hard now, you’ve got it all

His worries are set aside. He doesn't think about the stranger potentially coming to this borders to see Asterr or the concern that any of them are in danger. She's survived through this, their three girls are alive and wiggling and making noise. Even from where he rests in the mouth, he can see that much. The call to come inside the small enclosure, just enough so that he can fit inside, he strategically places his paws so that he doesn't step or touch on any of them. It takes a few seconds for him to adjust in a way that gives them as much space as possible and where he's able to really look at the life that's come together before him.

He'd returned to Teekon what felt like an eternity ago. He'd made a new life and leadership and family in a time he never expected. Wandering around aimlessly with no purpose, his best friend gone, but in this moment he can hardly think of those things. His darkened orange eyes lift to his mate and he leans forward to place a gentle kiss across her muzzle and a gleam in his gaze that can only convey you did it, we did it.

Ukko tries not to overstay his welcome in the cramped enclosure and eventually backs most of the way out, hovering the mouth of the den. He struggles to keep his gaze away from his little family but he remains perched in protection.

Asterr calls out to him at the same time he sees a dark form materialize. At first he thinks it may be Jolon, whom he hadn't seen since his arrival, but his gait is too even and there's another with him he vaguely recognizes as a relative. The stranger clears his throat upon his approach but Ukko becomes stiff and rises to all fours. The other's size and features do little to intimidate him. His own form is large but his thick fur gives him an addition in size that is often deceiving.

Neither speak but he can see the curiousness across the stranger's features that puts an unease in his stomach. Ukko does not move from the mouth of the den, an unmovable blockade to protect the ones he's lived for for the past several weeks. His fur bristles and his shoulder square, holding a proud hide with a crown that is only fit for a king protecting his land.