Hushed Willows If you need forgiveness, I'll give that to you.

I can has siblings?

"@Atwood?" Sundance poked his nose inside his mother's whelping den, testing the air for any sign of his brothers. "@Reif?"

Although they rarely slept underground anymore, the silver Cherub was eager to look anywhere so that he might source either or both Shakti cubs. Since whatever it was that took their third parent from them, Attie and Reif had been so distant. He felt they spent more time together than with him, which was really unfair. He missed them, and the way things used to be.

He wandered through the willows, their branches sweeping his sterling dorsal as he sniffed the earth and plants in search of any sign that his littermates might've passed through.