Daddy dearest
11-14-2015, 12:16 AM
He had been sitting and observing the sway of the landscape, the breeze moving through the grasses around him. Winter was fast approaching and there was still much that he had to do to prepare for it. There were so many within Abaven's numbers now, and he was glad that we was able to expand the pack and give them a bit more breathing room. It had started to feel like he was breathing down everyone's neck when he just wanted to go for a nice evening stroll. And his first litter, they would two years old come winter time. Two! That really made him feel old, and he had his paws full enough with Piper and Tordo. Wren had become distant again, and it had been quite awhile since he had even seen his wife out and about. With a sigh his ears pulled back towards his head, and he was about to stand and move on when he heard a squeal of delight and pressure on his tail. Leaping to his paws Bass spun around, Piper having already jumped out of reach as her wild giggles filled his ears. "Not so fast!" he called, all worries leaving him at his daughters playful antics. He wormed his way towards her, hopping slightly as he tried to swat her with a raised front paw, gently across her ear. This is just what he needed, a good old fashioned play time. "Talk" "You" Think |
