Ouroboros Spine Distance dancing

Russet paws traipsed and tapped across the pack lands. There were many new faces and with the betrothal and everything else. Rodyn had actually not had a moment to fully sit with his thoughts. He tilted his head and settled to the ground. The moon was rising high above the sky.

The lacy colors of yellow and cream traced along his russet pelt, and dug into the shadows that colored the dips and valleys of his paws and shoulders. He took a deep breath and another, and let his mind wander. To conversations he had.

Samani worried that he would treat their children like his father had. She wanted to leave and travel. That was grand. But what would change in their dynamic. He hoped that they would grow closer, but he had to admit to himself, that this may not be the case and it made his stomach churn.

So with creeping doubt he laid those questions at the feet of Sedna and he took one breath in and then out, and centered himself. No, it wouldn't be taht way. They would grow deeper with their thoughts, it was what he hoped with. He would show her all the things he could, so that Samani could seek the answers to questions she wondered about. They would grow their love and perhaps their family in teh future and it would all be well. And he would be nothing like the bad traits of his father. Nothing.