Sun Mote Copse a name is just a sound someone makes when they need you.

Eljay had been sullen, but he had tried to make an effort to play with his children. He'd not got around as much to bond with his baby siblings, though considering he was there all the time, they had doubtlessly bonded to him. When he saw them play around with mommy watching he was reminded of Wiffle's first steps into motherhood this year and where it had ended. It tore through his heart to see it. So he kept to the sidelines, let them play and clamber all over him, and made only a real effort with his own two, clearly putting them before the others. He'd play, feed, give them all they needed, but still Eljay felt guilty every day that he could not really take care of them - not emotionally - not after they'd lost their mommy, the worst possible thing a child could lose.

Mommy took the initiative for them to move and Eljay simply nudged his children into action and followed suit. Once arrived Eljay just lay down on the ground and heaved a small sigh as he took in the surroundings while keeping an eye on his pups.