[private] let no good time slip away

[Tamlin]

Tamlin wakes and finds it’s another day without the sun. Or maybe it’s just nighttime and in a few hours the sun will be up? It’s the same thought he has every single time he wakes up - a year worth of disappointment. It never lasts very long, though. There’s always something to distract him. Today it’s the fact that Lockie is pregnant again. He’d suspected it for a while now but it’s pretty obvious today. She’s getting old, though - more grey hair around her muzzle (which incidentally makes her look more like her namesake and never fails to make Tamlin laugh). This might be her last litter. Those sad thoughts are chased away by the excitement over having new pups to meet in the spring, and Tamlin extracts himself from the pile of other wolves that he had fallen asleep with in order to greet the matriarch properly. Most of the others continue to doze but everyone wakes when movement nearby draws their attention. “Aero! Is that you?” Tamlin likes to ask this question, even though this particular sister is one of the lucky ones that gets to keep her flesh during the all-exclusive darkness vacation they’re being treated to. Some of the others aren’t so easy to tell apart - but Tamlin’s never been too worried about being identified. Not when he’s surrounded by a pack of wolves lazing around, anyway. t a m l i n

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