Holy Jetsam

Before the swim, he noticed little Lailah's surprise at his makeshift raft for her. He nodded to Ganymede as he placed the fur there so the girl would be more comfortable. Ult was surprised at how much he liked seeing that tender look of confusion in her eyes, a soft surprise that yes... he was thinking of her.

After the boy's hip check, he aimed a soft snap of his teeth in Gany's direction, hoping to catch a few strands of that stormshine fur. A smile on the brute's face. He liked the easy teasing, they weren't biting or cold, and they felt natural and casual.

As he flopped into the sand, the tiny granules clung to his wet fur, he felt the small but round form of Lailah next to him. He sighed as he felt her gentle caress over his brow. He wrapped his exhausted deep brown leg around her in a cradle, holding her a touch closer to him. He never wanted to let her go.

Ultyr lifted a heavy eyelid as his breathing finally settled into a slow and comfortable pace. He heard Gany talk about a little bird for Lailah. He peered through his lashes at the gulls overhead and lifted his head off the sand. Spying the little songbird on her pack.

A quickly approaching rumbling growl distracts him from the bird as the object of all these endeavors makes her appearance. Unrushed, and suave he lifts himself from the sand and stands over Lailah, his paws all around her. A habit he had started on the mainland. He expected this reaction. He paid little mind to the others that started to gather. It seemed the princess had gathered a following of her own...

"Atreyu. We have found you at last." He rumbles in an easy tone, "If you might recall, I am the only god I know." He steps back and reveals Lailah in full view of her condition. "She needs assistance. We believe she is days away from delivering... h...our... pups." He said simply. Barely catching himself with what to call his progeny. He didn't think she would launch at him with Lailah in the middle of them, obviously gravid and needing a bed. How would they react to his ownership of her? If he remembered they abhorred slaves. He wouldn't let her out of his sight just yet.

He glanced at Ganymede, "I've never injured either of them," Gany knew the whole truth, would he support him in the face of Gany's siblings?