The warmth rang true inside these bones

The hunt had been successful. The children had had fun watching him teach them how to catch the little rabbits, even though they had been dead. The lesson hadn't lasted very long, since of course the children got distracted and began romping around together. Cherokee hadn't minded ending the lesson a bit early. They had had enough lessons for the day anyway. Bringing back the rabbits that he'd managed to catch, the ebony man encouraged his children to run home to the den and tell their mother, who he could only assume was with her newly arrived siblings. The knight had heard of the arrival of his wife's kin, but he hadn't had a chance to meet them yet. Today would be a different story it seemed.


Most of the children had made it back to the den, only Lakota and Fal'Dara being the ones to lag behind. He wasn't worried about his two girls, they weren't too far behind him. Ivory decorated plume would raise up behind him in a friendly wag as he approached the den, bi-colored eyes settling on Song's figure and the ivory girl beside her, whom he assumed to be her sister. The rabbit carcasses would be dropped alongside the fish that they had caught as he nuzzled his wife gently before turning towards her sister. You must be Song's sister. Heard alot about you. I'm Cherokee, Song's husband if you didn't already know. He chuckled good naturely, a smile curving his ebony lips.



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