It had been bound to happen. What with their relationship between the three of them. There was more of a chance with two females. Not that they had exactly been careful. Wolves didn't use condoms. What were those anyway? Plus, it wasn't like they had sought out a healer for any sort of contraception. They weren't going to get pregnant! That idea was quite literally the last thing on Celeste's mind. But there was no denying it now. The moodiness, the queasiness, the sluggishness, the everything fucking suckedness. Boy, she had a bone to pick with Oki. So the tiny woman stomped her way toward him. Her stomach already kind of bloated looking. It really just looked like she had gained a few pounds but with how much she had to pee and how her insides felt absolutely destroyed, she wasn't getting fat. No, she was fucking PREGNANT. PREGNANT. WITH HIS BABIES. Good lord. Not that she really minded. Oki took care of her and Cy and wait. Cy... She had mentioned she wasn't feeling the best either. Was she ALSO pregnant??  Fuck. Fuck. Triple fuck. How many of those damn little gremlins were going to be running around soon? She was going to have to ask Ulmaria and Zoey for help babysitting. She wasn't ready to be a mom! "Kuroki!!" Her voice hit a pitch that she didn't often hit as tears bubbled around the corners of her aquamarine eyes. Why was she crying so much lately! "How could you do this to me!?" Cel marched right up to him with her chin tilted straight up to glare right at those melanistic eyes. "Cy better also not be..." fuck it was hard to say the word out loud. She had to swallow hard as her ears fell back against her head. "pregnant," she whispered before reaching out a paw to smack him half-heartedly square on his chest.

Oki knew he'd dang messed up. Not once, but twice!! What a man he was...in manly trouble. At least he had enough few brain cells to rub together to look a little sheepish as he plodded in, tail tucked between his legs and ears tipped. Cel looked super sad and he did feel a little bad about it all, he didn't like making anyone cry, least of all the people he cared about the most.

"Sorry?" He said, emphasis on the question mark. Bold. Underlined. Italicised. "I mean though...in my defence you came onto me. Cy as well. Ain't my fault." Which was sort of true. Probably not a defence that would pass in the court of law, but they were wolves, so he was fine, right?

Cyanide had been roped into helping that weird viking man make some kind of repairs to... something? Maybe it was helpful, learning about the different adhesives and stuff that he used when he made armor, and learning about how he treated the leather, but the work was fucking boring. Sitting around a fire, not really talking, mostly being grunted at in different tones for yes and no wasn't really her idea of a good time. Still, it wasn't like she'd even had the energy to spar lately. The wraith was really still mostly denying the symptoms of the pregnancy, trying to write them off as other things. But when she heard Celeste yelling, she had to get involved. She sprung from her spot beside the fire to where Celeste and Oki stood, though not quite as close as Cel. "This is literally all your fault, actually," she started in. "How dare you deny guilt, you think we're in any state right now to be dealing with... this?" Cyanide's gestures were broad strokes of her paws, her ears pinned flat to her skull, but her voice broke over the last word. This. Cy had yet to actually say the word out loud. She could keep denying it as long as she didn't say it. "What the fuck, Oki... what the fuck?" She'd gone quiet, no longer shouting. The only emotion she could actually pinpoint was one that was simply overwhelmed. Just overwhelmed. cyanide he said to be cool but i'm already coolest

Honestly, it was hard for Celeste actually to be mad at Kuroki. Even when she wanted to crumple up in a ball and cry until her heart gave out, she still wanted him to hold her tight and tell her everything would be okay. But the words that dribbled from those dummy lips of his made her fur bristle. "SORRY?" She seethed through clenched teeth, raising her upper lip to bare them at him. A low growl emitted from her chest, but before she could wallop him again, she caught Cy leaping in to defend both of them. She had to admit that they were all at fault. What a coincidence though that she and Cy had come into heat simultaneously. Surely that would be punishment enough for Oki to have to deal with not one but two litters at the same time. While there were two moms, there was only one father. "Yeah, what she said! What the fuck!" From the outside looking in, the situation was humorous and if anyone else in the band heard them, they were indeed having a good laugh by now. Especially since Celeste hardly had a mouth fond of explicative language like Cy had. "So what are we supposed to do now? Huh? We aren't in a pack anymore Kuroki. We're a band now. We're expected to move frequently and to do that with newborns?? Please tell me you aren't going to suggest we settle close to your mother for a while," there were those tears again. Celeste liked Venom. That was not the issue. Nor was being near Ashen. Oki had mentioned that she had also given birth to a litter recently so being around other pups their age would probably be a good idea. But she did despise the idea of having someone that wasn't her own mother give advice. As helpful as it would be, she was too stubborn to admit they would need help.

Oki's ears flicked back, now Cy was yelling at him too! Admittedly, it hadn't been a good idea to try and pin the blame on not one but two pregnant ladies, even if he thought he was telling the truth. Sort of, mostly. His tail curled between his legs, thank the heavens he had the mind to look an apologetic, not double down as a more stubborn wolf might. Cy had a lot of good points though, she was obviously the brain of the band and Oki was just the muscle, who did muscly things.

And apparently Cel was a mind-reader too, since she was quick to narrow in on his brewing suggestion they go to Ashen for a bit. Let Mum do the helping out and-yeah, he knew better than to try to press the matter, kept his dumb mouth shut as they both went off, dealing with this in their own ways.

"Well-maybe-" He kept starting and stopping, trying to think of something wise and smart to say. Not his speciality but worth an effort, to think before he speaks. "I could carry them, get someone to make a harness or something. It's not- I can help, is what I'm trying to say." But not very well.