Dawnlark Plains in the sky, stars are shining bright

Grayday's tail thumped against the ground in hearty approval when Kasatka began to use him as a chew toy. He didn't mind in the least - this was another of the many but fleeting joys of fresh fatherhood, and he planned to enjoy it unto its very last drop, milking it for all he could. The male gave a little growl of encouragement, hoping to goad his Kitten into more forceful play.

The arrival of Aliac was punctuated with a slightly more serious growl, and the hair at the base of his neck and spine raised in a clear warning - Look only. But he made no move to chase her off, and - after extracting his muzzle from Kasatka's tiny maw - he offered a greeting of his own. "Hi Aliac. How are you doing today?"