Deepwood Weald I Don't Belong Here

Astraios smiled, then moved to press his forehead against Themis'. He had much to be thankful for, and it was all because of her. "We should return to the children," he murmured after a few minutes of comfortable silence. He would rise to his feet, then follow her back to the whelping den, where he would take the time to really start getting to know his children.