Qeya River the moon pleaded: stay

There was comfort in their growth, just as much as their was worry.

The easiness of confining them to the den was replaced by them moving on limbs now, oversized paws surely eager to see more land. Attuaserk was proof of that, as she watched him ebb and flow at the den's mouth.

She wondered if they wished to see more. Perhaps if she...gave them adventure, they would not be so quick to flee. She would uncurl herself from @Malrok as she slipped from the den, a soft wave of her tail as she turned to look over her shoulder at her sons.

Come, She offered in a tone that promised excitement. This whole place is your home.