Hideaway Strath a tapestry of clover,

The H-meno’ob slept deeply his body lethargic due to the poppy tea he had snuck into the caves to make and drink before sleep. Aerin might not approve of the tea’s he had been making himself with the hot springs water, he hoped she hadn’t noticed his new nightly practice, Since he always made it and drank it as he made her tea to help with anxiety and sleeplessness; his tea however was far less benign.

Though some time had passed since he had drank the pain relieving tea, the bump against his muzzle was barely registered it took him more then a few moments to shift, the warmth of his wife against his body was so inviting that he allowed himself to return to slumber.

A few more moments passed and the overlarge white wolf whom had gained even more weight in his lethargy of late, lifted his head and yawned deeply before looking around bleary eyed. He recognized that something was off and yet he couldn’t quiet put a paw on it.

Carefully he got up, sliding away from his wife so that he did not wake her, only then did he realize what was off. He daughter… she was no where to be seen. His heart rate picked up and he quickly exited the den placing his muzzle close to the ground to follow her scent. He was not a good tracker, give him a plant to scent and he could tell what that plant was and probably what it could do when used, However give him a trail to follow and he’d be lost sooner then the maker of the scent trail. He followed the trail for a few minutes and sighed having trouble scenting, Giving up on tracking he lifted his head and looked around and smiled fondly he had found her perched so cutely.

He very quietly walked up to his sweet daughter from behind and then planted a large lick upon the back of her head hoping to give her a cute mohawk between her ears. He then lay down not wasting energy standing wincing slightly at his imagined pain in his ribs even with his daughter nearby he was thinking about his next dose of pain relief.