Sanguine Cove sweet, sweet heart of mine

For Aleister
Around 2am on 1.10.22 | Light snow, -7°F

After getting back from their long journey, the Vuesain was tired, and his bones seemed to ache as the cold bore through them. Retreating to the warmth of the pack den, Lynx was content to stay in here for days on end to try to warm the cold that had seeped into him from their journey. He never wanted to travel through the mountains again, not in snow like this. No, he was content to stay home until spring came and melted everything away. Curling up on some furs, the boy tried to close his seafoam gaze and surrender himself to sleep. Though sleep came, it was restless as his mind would not shut off.

(This post was last modified: Jan 10, 2022, 07:36 PM by Lynx.)

After leaving the infirmary with Kateri tucked into her mother's embrace, the agouti male made his way over towards the den to check up on his other children to make sure none of them decided to wander off. Aleister hoped he never had to go through losing another child again, but that also made his mind wander to @Seri. As his bicolored gaze peered into the dark depths of the communal den, the father mentally took count of his offspring. Sighing in silent relief that they were all accounted for, his gaze caught the twitching form of his youngest son. Moving from the entrance, he made his way towards the boy as he seemed to be being bother by a nightmare. Curling up next to him, he hoped his warmth and presence could soothe him.