Swiftcurrent Creek Get on my shoulders, and I'll carry you all of the way

Movement caught his attention as he settled to the ground, and he watched as Helios stood and made his way over. The storm continued to rage outside, and Kavik wondered what it must be like for his son who had not yet heard such noises. He was pretty sure they hadn't had a storm like this since the children had been born. He didn't understand the boy's question, the words coming out in the language used by his mate and Rosalie. Even poorly pronounced, he could easily recognize the language, having heard it spoken often between his two co-parents. I am sorry, son, he started softly. I'm afraid I do not speak the language used by your mothers, he continued, unsure how much he could understand. The alpha offered a gentle lick to his cheek, never able to resist giving affection to the children. He looked at Helios expectantly then, hoping he would ask his question once more in the language Kavik knew.