Something of a new home

There was so much to do. From patrols, to trying to keep an eye on the pups, to keeping an eye over the members of Norad in passing, there was a lot to take in. Not to mention that older woman they found at the borders… poor thing. He hoped that her recovery was going well. It felt like his paws were always on the move, or he was doing something. Right now he was attempting to stock up on what game he could for their stores. Winter was coming, and he didn’t want the pack to be unprepared. But his mates had taken notice of everything they were both handing. Being alphas was busy, as well as being parents, but Beau didn’t regret any of it. He was happy, their family was growing, and tonight he was to meet with Henry now that the sun was beginning to set.

He was a bit tired, the scents of hide, blood, and meat still clinging to his fur. He hadn’t meant to lose track of time… and he had originally planned to take a bath before meeting Henry, but he didn’t want to be late. He fully expected Henry to fuss over his appearance though. But hey, at least there were more hides being prepared for blankets. He also wouldn’t need to worry about breakfast for the kids and his mates in the morning either. It was worth whatever Henry would do, he was sure. Not that Beau minded his mate fussing over him. It was cute, and meant for his own good even if it might seem extreme to some.

He’d arrive to find Henry sitting with everything in place, approaching him with an apologetic smile. “Sorry love, I didn’t want to be late.” He’d move to give Henry a lick on the cheek, though he’d find out in a moment if Henry would allow him to do so in such a state.

"Speech," 'Thought.'