Redtail Rise Neath the Halo of a street lamp.

He watched with concern, but also understanding, as Arric spoke of returning and speaking with her. He would send him with ginger and mint perhaps, or maybe even chamomile if nerves were what was wrong. All might help at different times.

For now they would catch up. Things here are good. I mean, I’m… I’m happy. His smile warmed as he thought about the peace they had now and how it seemed to suit them. He’d worried.

There will be pups here. I helped… but they won’t know me differently. I don’t mind that they are hers, since they are all of ours too. He looked down a little shyly, then met Arric’s gaze a moment. Is that strange?