Wheeling Gull Isle lasnat

caracal echoed all her thoughts, and heda drew a breath, and stroked a gentle paw along the side of his tired jawline as he sank against her. 
she contemplated what it would mean as the children grew; she wanted to take them to the mainland and visit caracal's family before the snows came.
and how would sweetharbor fare with the winter? she hadn't ever seen snow here before, but heda knew she must trust god and in his word, his plan for she and her family.
and so she only lightly hummed, hoping caracal would sleep even as she devoted her own mind to prayer, to dreaming.