Drooping Willows the moon still shines

Their life had distilled as they'd grown until it contained only the most important things, but there would always be room to share joy together. He'd make sure of that. As long as they all had each other, and their home, then they had everything they needed.

For now their worries might be forgotten as they danced, played and ate. He'd partake of the apples, tossing them back and forth as they stole them from one another until their paws grew tired and bellies full.

"Home?" he'd question her at one point, laughing as he showed her how many of the small crab apples he could gather in his jaws without dropping them all. It took a few failed attempts, but eventually he'd manage to gather an impressive haul to share with their family back at the Ridge.