Arrow Lake men crawled through deserts

*snipes* <3

it had been a few days since praimfaya was born, and ingram still can't get over it. how was something so small? how had he ever been so small? he was still in awe; any time praimfaya moved, a coo pressed forth from his throat unbidden. anytime she squirmed or squalled, he was fluttering right there -- probably overwhelming to blodreina.

he couldn't help it; never in ingram's life had he ever had a purpose -- but this, this was it. he was meant to be a father. he might someday make a good friend, a good mate, maybe even a good leader -- but he would always strive in his heart be a father that never saw his little girl want for anything.

he was just outside the den when he heard blodreina murmur softly to her girl -- the words he did not understand, but in his heart a pride bloomed, for there was unmistakable gentleness and affection in blodreina's words. for a moment, he peeked in, his eyes adoringly on the pair that was now his entire world.