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adi swallowed hard, ducking his head slightly at the words waxwing shared from tytonidae. words he hadn't quite expected. she had been a good mother; him as father? not so much.

but if she was grateful for the role he'd played. . .he would accept that gratitude in kind. it was worth its weight in gold.

they pulled away, and he nodded sagely as his son went over his next moves. nothing wrong with that, he remarked. with either of those plans, beta. just as long as you are happy—but i'm more than certain you'd have a place here, if one day you choose to return.

he just wished shenanigans was here with them—

oh, ani! she might never hear of her mother's death, though she could well assume it given tytonidae's age. still, the thought grieved him.