Moonspear Baby Shark

While Seal hugged one foreleg, Towhee brought the other to the space between her shoulder blades, gently rubbing in circular motions. She couldn’t hear the child’s wails but she could feel them through her back, sobbing breaths that hit her harder even than her own children’s cries might. She always had been softer with her kid’s kids.

When Seal moved her face from her grandmother’s leg and looked up at her, Towhee sucked in a surprised breath. She smiled despite herself, pleased that some Ptero had begun to stick with Meerkat’s girls. If they spent enough time with Jr and Sable, they should be fluent in no time and might even be able to teach their parents. Young ones tended to pick it up a lot faster and more naturally.

-“Your brother?”- she said and signed, not sure what Seal meant, though it clicked pretty quickly. -“Ahhh, he left for Moontide, didn’t he? I take it you miss him?”- Towhee asked with all the sympathy a tone deaf wolf could offer.