Stone Circle Morning

A lightly kicked paw betrays his sleep. She encloses him with a curl of her head, the cave created by her chest and neck a momentary bed of warmth. She makes a silent promise to always do right by him and his siblings, to make Kvarsheim a home of safety, and of happy times, no matter what comes. She will rest with him in the shade, and eventually when it is time to rise she will send him back into the cavern with a press of her lips to his temple.

“I’ll visit again soon, ok? Go give your momma a kiss from me.”