Blackwater Islands Who will breathe the earth we lost

tags for reference. <3

the sound of shuffling draws ingram's attention; his ears perking towards @The Wispmother's den. he came back from his patrol earlier than he anticipated and sought out @The Listener where she was oft found these days.

thus far, ingram's curiosity about the cubs has been rather non-existent. he is not sure what to make of the squealing, suckling babes but knows that one day they would be more and that they were, nonetheless, important to blackwater.

he chuffs at the mouth of the den to announce his presence; where he remains, seaglass gaze falling on the small, round silhouette shuffling towards the light of day. he lowers himself onto his belly, chin resting against his front paws as, slowly, more and more of her appears.