Dragoncrest Cliffs its the moments like this

Ah. Étoille is unperturbed by Bat's... deposit, having spent the past few weeks watching them make all manner of messy bodily functions. Babies. "Perhaps we shall return to the den," he suggests gently as Kiwi buries herself in his paws, giving the top of her head a lick. He rises to his feet, nudging Kiwi back in the direction of the den before going to pick up Bat, suspecting she won't move unless he actively does so.