Stavanger Bay before sunrise

Aiolos nuzzled deeply into the pale furs of his daughter's nape as she embraced him and he, wrapping his head and neck around her. 

He takes a step back after a time, to fully take her in after the time spent from one another. Her short figure, but long legs with a body shape resembling that of a doe. Her color, too, added with thick neck furs, little speckles of freckles on her cheeks and pale green for her eyes. A scar arching her vixen-slim face. She was as he last seen her, but... 

I am going to be a grandfather of plenty this year, aren't I? He was wise in his years, having seen it in Kukutux numerous times, Lote, Sakhmet and Shikoba too. Grandfather. He was now six. It seemed fitting to be. Sialuk will be a mother this year, too. He wondered of @Samani as well. Hell, Arrluk had a possible suitor and he was barely three months old!