Lazily he rolled onto his back, his long slender legs flopping in the air for a moment as he stretched. Half of his body was in the den while the other half was bathed in the warm sunlight which filtered down through the colorful leaves. He yawned lazily, blinking a few times up into the distorted light. Haven was off on one of her runs, she seemed so happy again, free to be herself and that brought a huge smile to his face. Their lives were messy and complicated, busy with three pups and he loved every second of it. He had never imaged fatherhood before, and when he did it had been dreary and boring, but every second with his children was an adventure and he wouldn’t trade it for anything. They were all off on their own today, the young parents had given them quite a bit of free reign on the mountainside and so far there had been no issues to make them think stricter rules would be necessary. Taliesin had said they should have more rules, more structure, but he was a stick in the mud on the best of days.

He laughed quietly to himself right as he heard one of the pups approaching, their little feet crunching the leaves though the sound was a bit… off. He rolled over with bits of leaves sticking to his pelt as he saw his darkest child coming through the brush. “Well hello little bug,” he called to their littlest girl, though the smile soon fell from his face as his icy and golden eyes landed on her. She was hurt, that he could see instantly, and he was on his feet moving toward her in a flash. As he approached she curled up, like she was afraid he might be angry with her for something and his brow furrowed deeply in concern. “What happened, baby?” he questioned, trying to keep his voice calm though inside his emotions raged in turmoil. Whoever had done this would pay.

Without really awaiting her answer he stooped down, running his wet nose over her dark frame, snuffling and licking at her cuts. She smelled of wolf, which meant someone had attacked her on the mountainside and she could smell one of Daenerys’ girls on her as well, though he highly doubted she was the one who attacked her. Either way he would be speaking with the mountain queen very soon, but first he had to attend to his daughter and make sure she was okay, or as okay as she could be considering. “Are you okay?” he asked pulling back to look in her bright, mahogany eyes, “Who did this to you?”