It was a rainy Thursday. The mood inside the daycare was heavier than a wet wool blanket.
Lord Rurik stood at the kitchen counter, holding a tiny, delicate teacup that looked ridiculous in his scarred hands. He was glaring at it as if it had offended his ancestors.
General Rajah was sitting on the floor, letting Arjun use his tail as a jump rope. The Tiger Lord looked exhausted.
Archduke Cassian was pacing near the window, his golden eyes scanning the horizon, looking for a signal that never came.
Duke Lucien was in the corner, blending into the shadows, but the shadows were twitching nervously.
And the cubs? They were a mess.
Vali was pacing (copying Cassian).
Jasper was re-calculating the odds of survival for the 100th time.
Clover was curled up in a ball on the rug, clutching her safety rock so tight her knuckles were white.
Suddenly, a sound cut through the gloom.
Gurgle. Hiss.
The kitchen sink began to glow. A soft, white light pulsed from the faucet, filling the room with a magical hum.
"Magic signature detected," Jasper announced, his ears perking up. "It’s from the Deep Sea."
Rurik dropped the teacup. Smash.
"Quiet!" Rurik roared.
From the glowing water, a voice filled the room. It was crackly, distant, and sounded like it was traveling through miles of pressure. But it was unmistakable.
"Hey. It’s me. Primrose."
The room froze. Arjun stopped jumping. Clover’s head snapped up. Luna, who had been trying to organize the pantry, dropped a box of crackers.
"I’m alive. I’m safe. I... I washed up in a place where I can’t leave just yet, but I’m okay. Please don’t burn down the ocean looking for me. I promise I’ll be back soon."
Rajah let out a breath that sounded like a sob. "She lives," he whispered.
The voice continued, listing names.
"Vali, stop biting people. Arjun, don’t break the furniture. Jasper, stop calculating the odds of my death. Silas, keep drawing."
The cubs all smiled and nodded.
"Clover my sweet bunny, keep your safety rock close, okay? Be brave for me. And Luna... you’re in charge of the daycare. I know you can do it. Watch over them."
Luna straightened her spine. Her long bunny ears stood straight up. The fear in her eyes vanished, replaced by a steel-like determination. She put me in charge.
"Keep the oven warm for me. I miss you guys. I will be back soon so just wait for me."
The light faded. The water stopped glowing.
Silence.
Then, Rurik turned around. He wasn’t holding a cleaver, but he was holding a butter knife with lethal intent. He slowly placed it on the counter.
"She is safe," Rurik grunted, his voice rough. He wiped a hand across his eyes, pretending he wasn’t crying. "She gave orders. We hold the position."
"No invasion?" Rajah asked, looking hopeful. "I had the fleet ready."
"She said ’don’t burn the ocean’," Cassian noted, adjusting his glasses to hide his own relief. "If we invade, we void her request. We wait."
"We wait," Lucien echoed from the shadows.
While the Dads collapsed into chairs, relieved that their Chef wasn’t dead, the Cubs gathered in a tight circle on the rug.
It was time for a strategy meeting.

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