Ouroboros Spine i just want to be the one you love

He had been home for days, now — at times, it still felt like there was much he needed to catch up on. Mainly to do with the growth of his daughters, who seemed to have taken his absence as an opportunity to double in size once more. He mourned their tiny baby-ness-icity, and then found he had no time for mourning while they were busy getting underfoot.

And there was the rest of the pack. He should pay attention to them, too.

He was patrolling, today, on the lookout for a good hunt while he marked the borders. A wan howl drew his attention instead, and he hurried toward the sound with his fur already bristling, just a sliver. His eyes, though, were kind as they assessed the stranger.

"You've come to Moonglow," he said to the young man. "My name's Valiant."

The smell of the man's wounds set him on edge.

"Do you need help?" he guessed.