Neverwinter Forest go off then somewhere quaint

For Lote. Though others may pop in if they'd like.

It had only been a few days since Lote had given birth to her second litter. This one by the older gentleman at the coast, one which Aiolos had met once before himself. Aiolos had not ever felt for Lote in a romantic way, despite her beauty. She was sister to him through Kukutux. Still, her title of second wife to him was known and Aiolos wondered what this meant for her having such a title. Was she still second wife? Would others think her to be unfaithful to Aiolos and slander her name? Aiolos didn't know, but wondered...

Now he followed the scent trails to Neverwinter, a forest he had not been to in a great deal of time. He had trained young warriors here once before, as an allied pack to those once lived here. Finding second wife was not hard, the scent of her and pups all too familiar. He would stop a ways off, woofing out his arrival lowly, should she be in slumber.

Lótë blinked drearily, head lifting from the cuddle-curl she and @Fjall shared as she recognized Aiolos' voice. The paintwolf beckoned the islander within with a returned call of her own, tail beating against the floor of her den. 

"Aiolos," the dove chirped happily when her eyes landed on his rusted features and golden orbs. "How are things in Moonglow?"

cameo!

Though only a few days earthside, the cherub had already fallen comfortably into a routine:

Eat, sleep, bathe.

Eat, sleep, bathe.

And so on and so forth.

He was absolutely pampered by the goddess; her teats and her tongue the most blessed things a creature could experience, and he wanted for nothing. Food was free-flowing, warmth was abundant, and the adoration was palpable. He was halfway asleep just then, when a visitor arrived, and although he could not see or hear anything, he could feel his mother's tail thumping -- causing the boy to snuggle in closer.

He followed her calling, coming to the little den which she and her pup rested in- a singular sandy colored boy. Aiolos lowered himself to a lay at the opening of the den and peered inside, tail thumping the earth behind him.

Quiet. He said at first. Although with four new pups it wasn't exactly accurate. Peaceful. He then added. There had not been any problems in quite some time and the time of peace Aiolos was thankful for. Much trials had happened in the years in these wilds, including fights among the Saints and what had happened to Moonspear...

The boy stirred, pressing closer to his mother. What is his name?

"It brings me joy to hear that," Lótë murmured, voice lowered a note so as not to disturb Fjall as she tucked him closer with a gentle nudge of her muzzle. "How are your children? Growing like little saplings I imagine," the cloudberry chuckled. "And Sia, in the mountains?" Her ears splayed back a bit, worried about the step daughter who had always been more sister than child to the cloudberry. She was immensely proud of what they were building here but it made her anxious to be confined, unable to see for herself how the members of her Moonglow kin fared. 

"He is Fjall Eakkiä Nuiruk-Skrælingjar," Lótë lilted softly, fallowskin crown dipping as she cast an adoring gaze upon her son. "A bit long I know, but it has meaning in my language and his father's. It means he is a child of the sea and mountains." Lótë's kind gaze wandered to Aiolos'. "Not unlike your own cubs with Kukutux." 

Ah, that they are. He says with a smile and chuckle on behalf of he and Kukutux's newest litter.  Aiolos was always grateful, that not only had he the pleasure of ever being able to be a father, he was now having litters of children to care for.

And Sialuk, yes... I have hope she will create an extension of our family there. And if she did, she would be happy in the sense motherhood just as the mother before her. And Aiolos would be called grandfather or whatever that might have been in Kukutux odd tongue.

His name was a long one, quite the mouthful, but Aiolos listened as Lote mentioned its meaning of both the sea and mountains. How it was alike he and Kukutux children. Aiolos did not either realize her litter had been twin, as his first litter with moonwoman had been. I'm sure he will grow well into such a big title. He says with a playful smile to the mother. Has the rest of Winterglade been doing so well? He asks then of her elder children, of Keyni and Makan.