Swiftcurrent Creek feelin' good, like i should

aditya was nearby, but he'd be damned if he was going to spoil the girl's game. she was far too patient and dedicated for that to happen.

so he lingered by the brush several paces away, pelt camouflaged well enough, watching. he had been out on patrol but finished rounds relatively quickly, and was on his way back to the rendezvous when he spotted her. one of kavik's and alessia's brood, the rambunctious quartet growing bigger day by day. there was another litter, but they were far younger.

and soon, there would be three. . .

he smiled at her obvious excitement, eyes glowing. aditya loved to watch children play. they lost themselves completely. . .and, in turn, he was able to capture a sense of childlike wonder by osmosis.