Stretching My Little Legs

At almost a year old, Ruse wasn't small anymore, but she would always be smaller than her dad. Lifting her atop his back so that she could see the world from his vantage point was an easy feat, though he did mourn how small she'd been as a young pup for just a moment. With Rusalka coming up on a year, he knew that Dalila and Aliana would both be coming up on their heat seasons. Siren was currently in hers, but he was doing a good job of controlling himself this time around. However... the thought of more puppies running the island...

Ruse's sweet voice pulled the brute from his mental musings and he turned his attention to the beaver once more. Her surprised question brought a chuckle from the man. "Yes, they have big teeth that they can chisel the wood away with." They had strong jaws as well. It wasn't a good idea to be bitten by a beaver.

As Ruse asked if they could catch it, Chimera chuckled again. "I don't see why we can't catch one." The pack was pretty good with keeping their numbers down. Beavers reproduced fairly quickly and with the plethora of food in this area, they were thriving. Sliding his daughter gently off of his back, Chimera motioned for her to follow. Rather than cross the river to the big beaver on the other side, the man kept to the side that they were on. He patrolled along the bank, nose sniffing for signs of nearby beavers. When he caught the scent, he motioned to his mottled daughter. "There's a smaller one up ahead. Do you want me to catch it for you so that you can kill it or do you want to do it on your own?"

"Chimera & Rusalka"