There was not total silence in the room where Temo sat keeping an eye on his beloved and new brood of children. There were several sounds that surrounded him that his ears detected. Mostly the muffled sounds of the owls and other night time denizens that filtered through the window. There were also the various noises of sleep that were being produced by his family in various parts of the house. And the house itself occasionally emitted a creak or groan as the wood framing cooled from the daytime sun and shifted slightly against each other.
It was those sounds that made his ears twitch and turn trying to bring them into focus as his brain slowly worked off the wakefulness that permeated throughout him. It was the subtle change in the sounds that the house put out that clued Temo in that someone came home but it was not a smile that was on his face when he saw his son look in and then motioned to him. With some concern that there might be something wrong, he got up and padded out of the room with a final glance at his wife, he followed Honrin to where they could talk without disturbing the sleeping family.
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