Moonspear Seasons in the sun

Sweet little Acrux always eager to please and love. Alaric's maw wrinkled into a wolfish smile, eyes bright with care and joy. This boy was a breath of fresh air. Elentari and Sialuk had done so wonderfully in raising such a sweet boy. Alaric cuddled him close and curled larger paws and forearms around to squeeze gently. A quiet huff of laughter.

Oh because I miss my sister, but i'm not sure where she is right now. But you know what. I think you made me feel so much better.

He brushed his muzzle along the downy ears of the boy if he'd let. Though his heart still worried for Amalia, he also was okay in the moment of quite kindness and sweetness that had enveloped him. Joy in the form of a small one. This was why he loved kids. They only sought to make you feel better. And it was also why he hated those that preyed on the innocent. But his own history had no bearing here. There were no monsters in the spear.