Sun Mote Copse and the riverbank talks of the waters of march

Rainbows, stars, and hearts shone in Seal’s big eyes when Killdeer announced his motives for his move to Moonspear.

Kids!!! Thought Seal. Did that mean… he was the sire of Sialuk’s litter?

Wedding bells chimed in the young woman’s ears.

Ah – but Seal was getting ahead of herself.

She cleared her thought. “Ah - it’ll just be me, Otter, TJ, an’ Grandma Towhee…” she admitted. A small clan.

Just as she spoke the name, her grand-dam appeared.

Seal had to cup one paw over her mouth from blurting out Killdeer’s good news.