Honeyed Pasture FREE BABY

Sumac released a sigh of near-desperation. He was torn: obviously, the creature was not going to relent. He could simply take off and leave it, but that wasn't in his nature. It was obviously distraught and looking for company. Fate, it seemed, had determined that he should be responsible for the little thing - perhaps its way of preparing him for fatherhood. 

With another sigh, he turned around and reluctantly lumbered to meet the miniature cougar halfway in its efforts to catch up to him. He frowned.

"Just don't cause trouble, okay?"

Delicately, he bent down to pick the cat up by its scruff before trotting back off in the direction of the coast.

I'm good with a fade