Redsand Canyon Stars are born in litters.

wha— the concern slid off of his features, replaced by something soft as she approached. muzzles against one another in a tender moment. it too dawned on him that they may not have been in love, but he cared for her greatly. with each passing day he was tethered tighter to her — and grateful for it.

he hoped it showed in all he tried to do for her.

i am grateful you have given me new life, towhee.

he hoped she did not pull away too far just yet when he had such paralyzingly kind things to tell her.