make me strong

Theo leapt upon him and drove the air from his lungs with a great ‘oomph’ as his daughter exclaimed excitedly. He panted along with her, if only because he couldn’t regain his own breath from her exuberance. ”You did, I give up!” he conceded defeat honestly as she rolled away from him and he managed to get to his paws. Just in time for a raven to land on his face. At first he thought it was Edgar and he was about to get upset with Poem for following them out here before the bird spoke. This was one of the female chicks.

He watched her cross eyed, trying to keep his head tuned bird perch steady for her until she hopped to Theory’s shoulders. Rhyme couldn’t deny how proud he was at the pups as they bonded with his companion’s offspring. They were creating a tradition, and hopefully a legacy. Theory looked to him for reassurance as the bird Alouette chose her. Rhyme nodded encouragingly as Imperia swooped down to land on his shoulder. A place she didn’t often take. ”Of course, congratulations.” He said warmly as he leaned down to nuzzle her cheek. Imperia flapped her wings a bit as she regained her balance at his movement.