Morningside Cuesta I watch the bees.

Though he contined on his path, Sunny caught up soon enough. Day half-turned toward the boy, about to impart some instruction on the fine art he believed they were now jointly pursuing - only to stop short when he saw that the boy had sat down, and appeared to have something heavy on his mind.

With a soft sigh, Day abandoned the hunt. No matter how busy he was, he'd learned that he should always make time for his children. Padding back toward the smaller wolf, he sat down and cupped his ears forward to show that Sunny had his undivided attention. He listened well, but misunderstood a bit of the boy's intentions.

"I've been thinking that would be a good idea," he said agreeably. "I miss 'em, too, and I'm sure Addie wants to see her own papa. I've talked to them about visiting, too, and I was plannin' to leave in a few days, once we make sure there'll be enough food to go around."