Mature: Desert Moon

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad grumbled something in his sleep, thinking it was Atul, and trapped her under a giant hand. "For once, don't wake up so early," he muttered, clutching her lovingly.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara huffed and started squirming, trying to escape from his grip. She flipped and flopped and wiggled and wobbled until she managed to escape. "Up," she urged. "Daddy wake up." She pushed on his shoulder. "I need you."

Tenele sat up slowly, reaching across Vlad and drawing Tenara over him. "Shh, sweetheart. Daddy needs sleep."

"But, I want to talk to him," Tenara frowned.

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad dreamed about music. The most beautiful music he'd ever heard. It pulled at him, like it wanted to draw out his soul and launch it into the sky. He pulled back a few times, and then finally gave in, following it up and up.

"...to him!"

He blinked his eyes open and glanced around at the unfamiliar room, slowly realizing where the music was coming from.. He rolled over slowly onto his back, one leg still stuck in a tangle with Atul's, and his eyes fell on his little girl. So many days had passed where he believed he'd never see her again. "Tenara," he breathed.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara grinned. "Daddy!" She dove forward, tumbling out of Tenele's arms and falling over her father. She clutched at him tightly. "You're here. You'rehereyou'rehere."

Tenele laughed at the child's excitement, such a contrast from her devastated appearance yesterday. She placed a hand over her daughter's back. "Easy, don't be too rough with him."

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad pulled the wriggling girl into his arms and sat up. "What's this? I found a snack," he smirked, tossing her up above his head and catching her.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara giggled, throwing her arms out like she was flying. "Again!" she laughed, patting his face with her hands. "Again!"

Atul woke to the sound of her laughter. He rolled onto his back and watched the silver haired child play with her father.

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad tossed her gently over his head again and again. "She's a lively one. I wonder if I should eat her now, or later," he pondered.

[Emora Deen]

"Eat papa!" Tenara laughed.

"Traitor!" Atul called. Tenara just laughed harder.

Tenele smiled, curling over on her side and watching the exchange between Tenara and her fathers. "Atul would be a more satisfying breakfast. She's a little too small, don't you think? Best let her get a bit bigger before eating her."

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad raised his eyebrows and assessed his toddler skeptically. "I suppose he is a bit meatier," he pondered indecisively. "but I really was just looking for a snack. Perhaps you should share him with me."

[Emora Deen]

Tenara laughed. "Okay!"

"Oh, no you won't!" Atul protested.

"We're going to eat you!"

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad let Tenara back down to the blankets and rolled over onto Atul. "Arrr!" he growled cartoonishly, nomming at Atul's stomach, and tickling him as an added touch.

[Emora Deen]

Tenara nommed on Atul's head, laughing as she watched her father "eat" Atul.

Tenele laughed at the two of them while Atul fought to get out form under Vlad's tickling touch. "Have mercy on him!"

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad turned his head to Tenele with a dark smile. "Mercy? Are you sure you don't want to join in? Look how meaty he is?" he fought the temptation to flirt with Atul in front of his daughter.

[Emora Deen]

Tenele scowled at Vlad. "Please do not reference Atul and the word 'meaty' in the same sentence," she replied through a smirk.

"Yum!" Tenara exclaimed. "That was good!"

"So glad you found me tasty," Atul replied, reaching up to tickle her. "Now, I seek vengeance."

"Noooo!" Tenara laughed until she could barely breathe, and then he showed her mercy. She huffed and fell over across the pillows next to them.

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad crept over to his wife. "You're just grumpy because you had no snack," he asserted, kissing her playfully.