Northstar Vale Oikogéneia

Arsenio nodded, grabbing one of the young girls and settling her between his paws while Tamar was allowed to eat.

You have been working so hard, Tamar… supporting these little ones. Their hunger never seems to end!

The doting father leaned forward and planted his cold nose to the top of Zulema’s head in a kiss. Her little mouth parted, and a squeak sounded before she settled into her place between his legs. Arsenio glanced toward Tamar, feeling pleased that their little girl was so comfortable with him. He looked at the other two children who were nestled deep in his wife’s belly fur.

I wish that I could make milk to give you some rest…