Dragoncrest Cliffs songs about rain

Their time together is easily strained with the birth of their children and a rocky ground they’ve started on as a family. Now, they have three healthy children thriving and made it to this point. They’re interacting with the others and soon they’ll shape the pack into their own. As she settles near to her mate, she puts her nose to her fur and settles close enough that she can rest her head on her shoulder and watch their children at the same time. They’ve been given the white picket fence and children to boot but there are things that don’t always feel right.

Rain splattering in the distance causes her eyes to feel heavy and she struggles to keep them open. It would be easy to allow slumber to come but she wants to enjoy the moment together when all three rowdy children are asleep in the classic tip of the hat to the typical tired parents. Even if it doesn’t quite fit the bill, she’ll take what she can get. “Wanna get out of here?” she says softly into her fur, half joking, though the appeal of pushing both of them out of their comfort zone, away from the children, has its temptation.