i know our dream will never die

"Oof, venomous snake" he teased, playfully batting her teeth away with the very toes she endangered. She would poke his own belly and accuse of him of terrible things. He ruffled the back of her head with a paw, careful of her quills, and not to jostle his own injury. "Your right" he told her mournfully. "I'm going to get so round you'll have to roll me from my den each morning. That job will fall to my apprentice, after all" he was definitely in lighter spirits now that his apprentice was visiting him.

It would almost be difficult for her to tell just how much he hated being den bound. How grumpy and angry he had been, how he had yelled at Io, and chased Bast away with a rock. "Say, want to give your old mentor a hand and help me stretch my legs?" He asked of the smaller wolf.