Lost Creek Hollow It doesn't compare

there was much of ash paw in enelise; ignoring his warning. he lets out a low sigh, temporarily letting it slide but knowing he would have to reprimand her for it later.

too much of this behavior and she would do whatever she wanted knowing that he'd let her get away with it; but those adoring eyes looking up at him stir everything paternal within him.

the purpose behind her wandering is quickly made known: too many bodies, too many noises.

too many.

they are not your brothers and sisters. he is quick to correct, words a bit more snappish in their quick escape than he'd meant them to be.