[kirain gave up her feeling of not being sufficient. on impulse, lestan leant forward to kiss her forehead. he had always known of her internal struggles, though not quite the depths to which his mate's mind went. it pleased him to see her turn against that sentiment, to offer it now. thoir air falbh e, thoir air falbh e, sang the mayfair softly, holding her eyes with his own. saorlaith was next. his daughter had a confidence that delighted him; she would not suffer any slings nor arrows, no, for she had always seen love in its form. of course his mind did not articulate this quite in words, but he beamed down upon her, radiant as any sun. the beauty of the rise stood all around. zips, she said. lestan did not understand, but he did not question. saorlaith was a child who had always seen far, it appeared. if these zips were precious to her, then may they be preserved indeed. he touched his nose to one eartip, singing out again, thoir air falbh e, thoir air falbh e. faolán's turn. lestan grinned with reassurance as the boy recovered himself, reciting more accurate a sentence, and it occurred to him that he and kirain had done a very good job of instilling warm values within their young. family. the mayfair bumped his muzzle against his son's shoulder. thoir air falbh e, thoir air falbh e. another round! and another, faster and faster for the fun of it, until his voice began to whirl away into laughter.]

kirain gave up her feeling of not being sufficient. on impulse, lestan leant forward to kiss her forehead. he had always known of her internal struggles, though not quite the depths to which his mate's mind went. it pleased him to see her turn against that sentiment, to offer it now. thoir air falbh e, thoir air falbh e, sang the mayfair softly, holding her eyes with his own.
saorlaith was next. his daughter had a confidence that delighted him; she would not suffer any slings nor arrows, no, for she had always seen love in its form. of course his mind did not articulate this quite in words, but he beamed down upon her, radiant as any sun.
the beauty of the rise stood all around. zips, she said.
lestan did not understand, but he did not question. saorlaith was a child who had always seen far, it appeared. if these zips were precious to her, then may they be preserved indeed.
he touched his nose to one eartip, singing out again, thoir air falbh e, thoir air falbh e.
faolán's turn. lestan grinned with reassurance as the boy recovered himself, reciting more accurate a sentence, and it occurred to him that he and kirain had done a very good job of instilling warm values within their young.
family.
the mayfair bumped his muzzle against his son's shoulder. thoir air falbh e, thoir air falbh e.
another round! and another, faster and faster for the fun of it, until his voice began to whirl away into laughter.