Dragoncrest Cliffs i am the sun, all life and days

It was as good of a day as any, and he watched the little ones appear from the den at their mother's urgings. His tail picked up its own happy rhythm and he got up from his spot just a few meters away where he had been enjoying the warm sunshine (and keeping watch, too, while things were wrapped up here) but this would warrant every bit of his attention; it was a momentous day in their short lives so far.

Their horizons were about to expand considerably and a few strides later, he joined up at their sides, offering a few encouraging nudges should any time warrant it--although Dalia and Sirio didn't seem to need it quite yet. He was looking forward to moving them up and out into the world, step by small step, and integrating them with the rest of the pack too. Although, he did have to wonder how they would weather all the changes that this would spur, and how that would come to shape them in the days to follow.

He gently nosed against Portia's shoulder just before the other puppies distracted him. His ears perked up and he wagged his tail with a new beat.