They listened with rapt attention to their father’s words, eyes wide and little tails wagging. It was an adorable sight, and Kirain did her best to imprint it into her memory, to hold on to this simple, fleeting joy.

When Lestan rose and directed the pups toward the shaded trees, hesitation rippled through the group. It was clear that Faolán’s earlier adventure had shaken his confidence. The girls, however, seemed a touch braver. Kirain leaned down and gave them gentle nudges forward. They glanced back at her with a flicker of uncertainty, and she offered a soft, reassuring smile.

Go on now. Your father and I are right here. You’re safe.

At her words, both girls began to wander hesitantly toward the trees. Faolán, on the other hand, refused to move. With a quiet giggle, the new mother leaned down and caught him gently by the scruff, carrying him over to rejoin his sisters. Once she set him down and gave him an encouraging nudge, he finally began to move on his own.

She was hardly a master tracker or hunter, so rather than risk getting in the way, Kirain settled off to the side, lounging comfortably as she watched the trio’s curious exploration. Flashing her mate a playful grin and a wink, her tail swayed lazily behind her.