Lost Creek Hollow Printemps

She glowed with pride. He kept note of that, and would continue to think of ways to make her an even prouder creature, with these beautiful little ones at her side. Part of him wanted to go closer- to reach out to both her and the pups, but he knew that his access to them would hinge on Ash Star’s judgement. He would be patient, he decided. 

”And their little toes- they’re so cute when they’re so tiny though I’m always surprised at how long their claws are when they’re born,” He admitted with a slight wince. Surely, she knew how it felt to be kneaded by the prickly little paws. Mothers suffered every inconvenience and discomfort, for their children. He could neither carry, birth nor feed them from his own body. Not until they were old enough for digested meat. 

”Darrow and Aerilyn…They’re beautiful names. How did you come up with them?” He asked.