300+ The murky sky was not anything close to a reflection of her father's mood. Kansas was far too chipper, a nice swell of positive emotion so unlike what he'd felt in the beginning of the winter months. The anxiety that had amassed within him seemed to have disappeared, leaving him shockingly calm and... prepared. The many aspects of his life often overwhelmed Kansas more than they should, and he had developed the habit of feeling sorry for himself because of this; but lately he'd been thinking of things differently. Odd that he was still growing, growing nearly as much as his children were. He wondered if they noticed anything different in their father; he hoped not, for he wanted to remain a constant in their lives. A source of support and comfort. The thing was, he now felt better equipped to do this for them. He wasn't sure what to attribute his new wealth of confidence and certainty specifically, but he thought perhaps it was a combination of things, falling into place piece by piece. He was downstairs on the couch, just thinking rampantly as he often did. He thought of his unborn children. He was immeasurably excited, and loved to muse about what they would look like, the wolves they would become. Eventually his thoughts shifted to his older three, marveling at them. However, when he pictured Cambria's face in his mind he felt a sadness grip his chest, for she seemed unhappy recently. Deciding to check on her, Kansas leaped from the couch and took toward her room quickly on his four legs. He woofed outside her door to let her know he was there, then paused to give her a minute in case she was in the middle of something. He understood his pups' need for privacy, especially now that they were no longer pups. "Cambi? Can I come in?" he asked with his muzzle against the door, softly. |
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