The Life We've Made

*Sparhawk* · 04-12-2021, 05:28 AM

Poem soon joined him, wrapping her arms about his neck and humming into his cheek. Sparhawk grinned through his humming and leaned into the woman that was his. They had made this together. This was their perfect life. He ended his song on a long, low hum, then turned to nuzzle into his wife's soft, slate cheek. "My wife," he greeted her, placing a kiss upon that same cheek. "We are lucky, yeah?" The striped man directed his claret gaze back out over the snowy landscape, picking out each of his children as they played.

With one big foreleg, Sparhawk pulled Poem against him, nestling her body against his chest. Together they lay upon the furs, watching their legacy as they scampered about. The pups had already shown their different personalities and he loved each and every one. They showed such promise. With the proper guidance, they would grow up to be the best of wolves. Of that, he had no doubt.

"How are you feeling today?" He asked lovingly before nibbling behind one dark ear. Sparhawk would forever be attracted to his pretty little wife. They had just had a litter of pups, but already he wanted more. More of her and more of them. Mostly more of her. Their moments of peaceful togetherness were few and far between these days. There was always a pup or two biting, growling or asking questions. They didn't get much time to themselves anymore, though he wasn't complaining too much.

Sparhawk -- Poem

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