Emberwood I got a nautical-themed Pashmina Afghan

for @Fennec mom and @Bronco dad! set whenever

He had this strange feeling that things were going to go topsy-turvy yet again. And strangely, he didn't hate it.

Look, he loved his parents. And it wasn't as if Fennec had been a strict mother. But he loved the freedom on the road with Caracal, and he felt it pulling at him, even here in the confines of his parents' territory. 

But while they remained, he remained. He walked the paths, looking for something to do.

He was growing fast now, a specimen at once both gangly and chubby. Quite a sight.

His golden eyes scanned the Emberwood, nostrils flaring for prey with which he could impress his folks.