Silver Creek there is a blur beyond the white

Being vague on Spring again just in case!

It seemed screaming was always drawing him into the den with a start. This time he'd only just stumbled up, a hare hanging from his jaws. The scream from within sent him scrambling inside, only to find, once more, that his children were simply adept at expressing their distaste. He calmed his breathing, staring at the squirming child with a raised brow, releasing a sigh.

"It's alright," He cooed to her, not realizing exactly what had made her yell. He now blocked the offending sun, though he didn't realize. "Daddy's here. What's wrong, little one?" He didn't yet bend down, instead chosing to watch if she would move towards him first.