Whitebark Stream Time together isn't ever quite enough.

Dark eyes lingered with fondness on the littlest Whitebark, and observed in silence as his stormy blue eyes took in his unfamiliar surroundings. Artyom had experienced an unknown world once before, of course, on his own first venture from the whelping burrow, but it wasn't a memory he'd been able to hold onto. He wondered what it was like, and offered a few happy swishes of his tail as the youngster's attention turned to him.

"That's it," the father crooned as his tiny son stepped forward carefully - void of his mother tongue this time, hopeful that Dawn's words might bring the boy out of his shell. The gilded Alpha blinked in the direction of his more adventurous pups, keen to assure himself that all was well in the world.