The Devil Went Down to the River

They were grand plans, and he could understand how she may have gotten swept up in her desire. He leaned forward to cup a paw gently against his beloved daughter. “And right now,” he said gently “They are only a season old. Tiny, with so much development and growing to do. You wish to take them from the only home they know and drag them across the world? Just before Winter? The last winter we had was phenomenal. scarce prey and fierce cold. They barely have the basics learnt in their fighting. A raising of children is done with the pack. Let them learn from you, from Naiche, from Mojito. From me, and Mortis, and any else who might have skills in what they are passionate about. Give them this safe place to grow, wait just a little bit longer Asla, until there little paws can keep up with you. Give me until Spring to watch these tiny things I love so much grow.” He looked at her, eyes soft, and sad. ‘Please.” It would never be easy to let them go, but right now would be the hardest. When he still thought of them as the tiniest things in the world.


"Earth" & "Stars"