Nova Peak i was born

kaldros squirms slightly, his little body pressed close to lorcan’s chest, not understanding the weight of the words, but feeling the warmth of his father’s presence all the same. the tiny sounds he makes are a mix of confusion and a need to be near him, instinctual. his eyes, still too new to focus, flicker toward his father’s chest, searching for something to latch onto.
his small paws shift, grasping at his father’s fur without purpose. the words are foreign to him, but the vibrations in lorcan’s chest are comforting, even if he can’t fully comprehend them.
his touches were clear, however. i forgive you.
with a soft whine, kaldros shifts again, drawing closer, his tiny body curled instinctively into the warmth that surrounds him.