grizzly morning

The strong emotions of Spider were unexpected, and he caught them as they sobbed and threw themselves at him. He hugged Spider, wrapping a paw around them and bringing them into the air. Holding onto his neck, and supported by his paw. There was that word again Dad. a thrill brushes through him. “I know kiddo, I know. I’ve got you” He said. He never expected to be a dad, didn’t think he’d wanted the job. And he didn’t, not to anyone else. Only Spider.

He leaned backwards so both his front paws were free, and patted Spider on the back with his other forepaw. At Spider’s words, he glanced back at his shoulder, and grimaced. It was still bleeding. No wonder it stuck a mother trucker. He gently put Spider back down, and placed a paw over his shoulder. “It’s just a scratch, Kiddo. It’ll heal. This scar will have its own story. It says ‘no one touches my kid” He said with a soft chuckle, glancing over at Spider.

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