Swiftcurrent Creek dude, stop calling me bro

It seemed both children lacked the coordination to make things work. Soter could only hope he would not be this useless forever. A rotund creature with stout limbs that he barely controlled. This body would not do for long.

For now, it worked well enough as he pressed his face into the soft fur of Morena’s chest. Her scent was familiar and logged under the category of Things That Are Good. It seemed he was content to settle down for now if she would too. Granted knowing Soter, his peaceful act would not last for long.