I'm going to snuggle the heck out of all of you

Now that they were back at the falls, the first thing the boy needed to do was see his family. The tiny winged calico made his way behind the falls, slipping into the cave as a feeling of nostalgia washed over him. The roar of the falls was comforting, like a forgotten song that only reminded him of home. His green eyes were lit up as he rounded the corner of the den, not sure who all he would find still in the den at this time of day, but he was ready to plow into the first body he saw. Which happened to be that of his father. His green eyes widened with cat-like delight, and with a squeal of glee Gavroche dived at Bae-Syl’s forelegs for a snuggle. “Papa, papa!” He was aware some of his siblings were there too, but right now Gav beamed up at his father, tail wagging a mile a minute as he looked up at his sire for the first time in seasons.

"Speech," 'Thought.'