Moonspear kikiak ¨

Tiny sides, still yet so delicate but containing a strong pair of lungs and an even stronger heart, heaved in a contented little sigh. It would be some time until he could hear her sweet words for himself. To interpret them and understand their complexities. But the soothing thrum of the vibration of her voice was enough to stir a subconscious understanding at his very core. Growing sleepy once again, the young Ostrega pushed his crown forward to nuzzle into the warm crook of her elbow. Perhaps understanding more than he was already aware.