Blacktail Deer Plateau With Baited Breath I scream for joy

Fine names for undoubtedly fine children. "I am sure they are beautiful, and I hope to meet them soon!" For now, though, he did not wish to keep the father away should Blue need him. Besides, he was willing to bet Lasher was ready to return to the little ones. Dante had only been outside the den a short time before Lasher emerged, so he couldn't have had much time to appreciate them.

"But I think another day, yes? Undoubtedly Blue Willow needs her rest." It was instinctual, the aversion to seeing them this day, for it would he felt be an intrusion. The parents would be protective, even against packmates, and he did not wish to put them in that position just yet.