Drops of Jupiter

The sounds of the birds began to die down as they prepared to bed down. Occasionally, he could hear the random flapping of wings and soon, the owls would begin their hooting and the frogs began their croaking. It didn't take terribly long for Arietta to arrive, the small woman approaching and nuzzling him. He would return her affections, nuzzling her cheek and putting a gentle kiss on her brow. "How was your day?" He would ask gently, pressing close to her form. Gods he missed this...her touch, her voice. He had failed to spend more time with her and his children, absorbed in his own desires to raise up an empire they could be proud of, something he could pass down to their children. Paradox had vanished again, leaving Forsaken and Enigma as potential heirs. Of course, there were also the younger children...but his older kids deserved it more. And even though two different packs had come to rip apart their home, he would rise again. It was time to stop idling around...but tonight, tonight was for her.