Quality time with his son had been long overdue. Eli was finally a yearling, though the Hollr couldn’t believe it. Despite his deformity the young wolf carried himself with grace and he had his own sort of confidence that made his father incredibly proud. The day had found the Rosens sprucing up their garden outside their Jordheim home. Eli had transferred lots of shrubbery from the forest and needed help replanting it. Eli stayed in his four-legged form (he had yet to shift, and was beginning to worry his father) and dug up the plants while his father carried them back in his arms on two legs. The day had been very successful, which made Ezra happy. As the sun dipped beneath the mountains Ezra knew it was time to finally call it a day.
Eli hadn’t really bothered to clean off the dirt that had collected on his rusty body during the day. Ezra hadn’t either, but at least brushed the majority of it off his paws and knees. Ezra had stayed on two legs for the sake of being lazy. The two boys had gotten into a play fight and had really started going at it when there was a knock on the door. Ezra spat out his son’s foreleg from his mouth as he got up quickly to see who the unexpected visitor was. The man hadn’t any plans or expectations for random drop-ins since Wretch left. He got off the ground and opened the door, unsure of who was behind it.
It was Coli! She held something in her shaky hands, and she looked worse for wear. And, well, pregnant. Ezra had been so wrapped up in his own life that he hadn’t had time to see her since the attack, so he felt double guilt that the chocolate female had washed up on his doorstep. Ezra gaped at her belly stupidly, unsure of what to say other than making a hand motion, ushering her inside. Eli barked a friendly hello from the ground, wagging his tail furiously. Coli, was all the male said, his disbelief still taking over most of his mental capacity. What a surprise, He felt like an idiot for saying that, but he couldn’t think of much else. Eli launched himself at Coli, rubbing her legs in a cat-like fashion, happy to see another pack mate at his residence.
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