Moonspear ^_________^

Tiuttuk’s gaze dropped thoughtfully to her dainty black feet as she weighed Sialuk’s answer. She wanted to insist that more babies would surely make her mother happy! They would certainly make Pie happy. But Pauk had been only a baby when he’d gone missing. She’d witnessed her mother’s pain. She didn’t truly understand the breadth and depth of it, though she felt the loss too.

Nibbling at her lip, she lifted her eyes to the side of Sialuk’s face. They were already snuggled quite closely together, though Pie maneuvered herself a bit so she could throw her forelegs around the head’s neck. She pressed the crown of her head against Sialuk’s cheekbone, then shifted her face to press a kiss beneath her eye.

I love you, anaa, she murmured, lips moving against silky white fur. Inspired by the stirring of waking songbirds, Treepie added, Do you want me to sing to you?