Northstar Vale Little eyes

He was precious.

This moment was everything.

Then he sneezed on her—and any other wolf it might have drew a derisive resolve from her, given her experience and field, yet with her baby, it didn’t matter.

She pulled him closer, preening at him. His fur was silk—his eyes wide and beautiful.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to tell or show you and your brothers and sister just… How important you are to me. It’s immeasurable,” she whispered softly to him, knowing he would not understand—but hopefully, through her touch and actions, over the years, he would grasp this one day.