It was late, later than the pups were usually allowed outside the family den. But that only added to the excitement of it, or so Mortis hoped. Spending time with his children had very quickly become his favourite part of the day. On his patrols and hunts for the pack, all he could think about were the little ones he left at home. Of Halo. He was settling into his routine, and loving every moment of it.
“Hey, honey” He whispered to Ursa, giving her a gentle nudge. Careful not to wake her siblings. He was giving each wolf one on one time to bond with him. Today, that pup would be Ursa. “Are you awake, love? Did you want to go on a little adventure?” He whispered to her. Keeping his muzzle close to her ear, and his words as muted as possible. If the rest of them heard ‘adventure’ he knew he would quickly be drowning in puppies.
Marauder
