New Daddy Day

Large paws stepped with surprising silence as Alastor walked up the winding mountain path back towards his family’s den. The dire wolf had completed his morning patrol through the lake Elysium was set on claiming and had made his way back home with no particular goals or purpose in mind. Manea was out with Avacyn working on the logistical aspect of expanding their pack and Saracyn was doing… whatever it was Saracyn did with his free time. Training his raptors, usually. That left Alastor with the responsibility of keeping his eye on Fiametta. His littlest pup had reached the age where she could be trusted to wander the pack lands on her own, but being the protective father he was, Al always felt better when he could keep a watchful eye on his precious nugget of a wolf. Besides, the days of her being small enough to scoop up for mandatory daddy cuddles were far too short, and the next thing he’d know, she’d be as big as his first litter and fully independent.

As he neared the cave entrance, inky black eyes spotted the fiery form of his little Fia waiting at the mouth of the den, looking about like she was waiting for someone. A devilish grin split the dire brute’s lips as he began to sneak up closer towards the cave entrance, keeping his profile low as the master hunter stalked his “prey”, hugging the side of the mountain to remain hidden. Once he got within a few yards, Alastor’s grin widened and the wolf sprung into action, bounding up to the cave to snatch up his daughter in a surprise snuggle. "Haha! Sneak attack!" Alastor declared with a boisterous laugh, his large paws aiming to keep Fia clutched close to his chest while his digits wiggled over her fluffy tummy to tickle her mercilessly. "There’s no escape for you now, little princess!"


"Alastor"