Bramblepoint But I miss you in the mornings when I see the sun.

Surprisingly, Teya did not refuse his offering. Instead she gave a dip of her muzzle in silent acceptance, then moved to begin their wander toward the place where she made her home. Viinturuth padded forward to join her, trailing along quietly at her russet flank and content to trail quietly until she piped up to initiate conversation.

Much the same, he answered, though less related now. Akavir's brood from this year had all flown the nest, it appeared, and Viinturuth had mixed feelings on the matter. Families could be complicated; he'd been a tender age when he'd moved on from his own, exhausted by the strain between his parents. Small but strong.

Akavir would add to their numbers come the Springtime, he assumed - with Eshe. And it left a sour taste in his mouth to think of that.