Well she had been anyway. The sleepy voice of his mother would come from the den. He wouldn't hesitate a moment later after that though. Emery would move into the den, a happy gaze in his teal eyes as he looked upon his mother. It didn't matter that he was a year old now, or that he would only be getting older. No matter how old the tri-colored male got he would always be close to Mercianne... a pup and their mother forever. He would gently press against her, just wanting to be close. He longed for their younger days... but things would get better again. This was just a temporary home for them all... and once they found somewhere better to settle down things would definitely be looking up.
Emery would set his gaze back on his mother, a soft, almost begging whine, like he would give when he was younger and wanted her attention, leaving his maw. "I just... I want to spend some time with you." When Kestrel had gone missing much of his mother's time had been spent looking for her, or she was down and Knight was trying to comfort her or get her to eat... then there was that period of time of which he had gone missing. He was still a bit thin since that incident, lucky he hadn't starved himself when he had wandered off. But back where he belonged, slowly picking up on his hunting skills, with some help from Galahad, the male had started to gain weight again. At least now he looked healthy. The male would gently press against Merci just a bit more. Yeah... he was still her little baby in the end.
