I never give in, I never give up {and neither will you}

Félicien rose early, as he often did in the mornings. But this day was another one that was different for him. He’d been working with Ruthger to help keep Mara and their sons safe… and thus far he felt they were doing a damned good job. The monochrome colored brute came to where Ruthger had been sleeping for the night. Sometimes it was hard to say if Mara would let him spend an evening with his sons… but Féli felt endlessly proud of her for the progress she’d made so far. Who would have thought that stubborn little femme would make such a good mother? At least in his eyes she was.

“Ruthger.” Félicien rumbled once he got close to the other male’s site of denning that night. “Come, it’s dawn. This morning we’re going to patrol and then work further on sparring techniques.” His words, while they didn’t exactly leave room for argument, were spoken in a kind tone. “You’ve been doing well so far…” A smirk tugged at Féli’s lips, pretty sure that the other man might have something grumbly to say in response. In fact the other amused him.

“Come on son, let’s get ‘em up.”