Lost Creek Hollow the silhouette of you dancing

It was a pity that these moments would quickly fade from the baby’s malleable mind. She would never remember these sweet interactions with Silvertongue. Only the vague feeling of happiness and love. If the starfang meant to give up her role as a parent, it would be easy to slip away from Shadowpups’ memories.

For now, she felt a warm breath tickle her paw’s soft, little pads and giggled.