Redtail Rise We are often of greater importance in our own eyes

wrapping this! <3

One seemed preoccupied, but the other approached him. Ashlar watched, almost afraid to breathe, as the pup boldly came and explored his scent. The Hælend smiled and bent to accommodate. You probably smell ginger. He said softly, waving his tail behind him. He’d fetched some in case Avicus needed it.

Ashlar would stay for a time and entertain them, perhaps coaxing them to play with the bone, perhaps simply singing soft songs and allowing them to explore the new sounds and scents. Either way it would give others a break from watching them and allow him to know something of these children who might be his. He did not care if it was true; he was smitten regardless.