The Sunspire Dance

a stern gaze crossed terance's face as hyacinth ordered him away to collect moss. "why didn't you bring it?" he challenged. terance was not mean by nature, but being sent away was not in his agenda today and stress of worrying for seeabreeze was wearing his patience thin. and, besides, he was not in the way. he was not stressing out seabreeze, surely, as he was far from the den and not at all being bothersome. he would not be leaving. 

his ears pricked at olive's voice as hyacinth entered the den. she herself was promptly sent away, and terance-- who could no longer wait-- let out a soft whine and moved towards the den, poking his nose in slowly, ears pricked still as he listened to the soft noises of babies. his babies. the rest of his head followed, and he stared at two little beans at the stomach of their beautiful mother. another whine. "they're beautiful," he murmured, ears falling to his head as he stared. he didn't come closer, but his body language was begging to be invited forward.