The young ones need a lot of sleep, the ancestral ceremony lasts all day, and now they're understandably exhausted.
Aurelius Valerius's little head nodded repeatedly, his eyelids were fighting to stay open.
Sol Valerius was curled up in his father's arms, already asleep.
Mael Valerius carefully adjusted his position so the two little ones could sleep more soundly.
He walked out of the ancestral land with large strides, his dark golden eyes sweeping over Soren Phoenix, a hint of displeasure flashing at the bottom of his eyes, "Why have you come?"
He had hoped to take advantage of the ancestral rites to spend some alone time with Luna in the Dragon Clan's domain, enjoying a sweet world of two.
Afterwards he would go to the Phoenix Clan to reconvene, but Soren, flamboyant as ever, had directly brought people here.
