The Sunspire dear child (i've been dying to reach you)

The den was empty in comparison to its occupancy for the previous weeks; Rannoch was relieved to have his privacy again. There had been times during the cohabitation where he had felt claustrophobic, and he could only imagine the stress that the crowding had come from the different living situation.

@Remi, @Deshyr, @Wisp, and @Breccan were growing like weeds, and with their developments came new opportunities for them to make discoveries. Today, Rannoch hoped, would be a new adventure for his gaggle—they were going to take a trip to the stream. Thankfully, it was not too far from the family den, and Rannoch would carry Wisp if she had difficulty with her broken leg.  

Nap time was nearly over, and while his children began to stir, Rannoch watched from the other side of the den. He had been biding time by gnawing on a stick as he waited for them to wake.