Moonsong Glacier mama cuts like a man-of-war

Sumac had to admit, he enjoyed Dutch’s enthusiasm about seals. Surely they were marvelous creatures if they elicited such a similar response from the other male as they had from ‘Mac’s own father.

The Mackenzie’s tail tip swished contemplatively behind his ebony hocks as they continued along their chosen path, and though his senses continued to scan the environment, they did so mindlessly. Said mind, it seemed, was elsewhere.

“I suppose that’s true…” he began thoughtfully, stealing a glance at the other male. He remained oblivious to the other’s presumption, and carried on in his way, “I also suppose that’s my biggest dilemma right now. I never thought about starting my own family until recently…”

Minnow’s bright face suddenly burst into his mind’s eye, and he blinked, still surprised at himself. He coughed once and forced himself back to the present moment.

“But… I don’t know the first thing about courtship, or who would be interested in an untested boy like me.” At this, he gave a little laugh, tossing Dutch an almost conspiratorial glance. “‘Tween you and me, I think Easy’s been… encouraging me to find a girl. But I dunno,” he grinned, embarrassed, “I guess I’m afraid, is all.”

At this, he trailed off, his eyes turning forward as he fell into silence.