Stone Circle hello daughter; bye, son

She smiled back as she approached him, and Greyback looked upon her with such fondness. Leta had grown in recent months, aging more and more to look almost exactly like her mother 'cept for the ruddy brown in place of her mother's grey pelt. The resemblance was uncanny at least. While he had hoped that each of his children would spot a healthy mix of both Valette and him, it seemed Leta and West were the odd ducks.

He chuckled as her voice was muffled by the hare, and dipped his head in thanks to her for the meal once she set it down. It was a good rabbit, medium sized and more than enough to fill a belly for a decent while. "You did well," he praised, turning to give her a loving kiss of his own that was much more slobber than affection to her cheek. He was proud of her, proud of all his children.

"Tell me about your day," he offered while slowly sliding to lay back down again.