Hideaway Strath my empire of dirt

Tapat was hanging around the family den. He still didn't have the heart to leave his parents. It also didn't spring into his mind that he could leave the den. He was happily snuggled between his parents every night. The teenager often hung around the den during the day. He kept himself busy with his imagination and playing. He would often things of useful things to do but often forgot them soon after. There was one thing he did remember, it was the pretty gray boy, Lagan.

Tapat's ears were lifted when he heard a call for him. He yipped excitedly in response and came running before he forgot after all. He excitedly greeted Hemlock with licks and kisses under her jaw. His tail was wagging. She always made him feel useful. He started to remember the woman and the tasks he had to do for her. He loved helping her and being helpful. However, she was the only one that ever asked him to do anything. "Hello!,' he spoke with a grin. "I Remember something!!!!," he then let out excitedly, not sure if he told her yet. "A pretty boy at our borders! He was really pretty... and kind! And he was gray in color with white on his head, and and! He smelled good too. He was so pretty!," Tapat let out excitedly.