Welcome to the family

He heard nothing, didn't even see Vali as she walked up. Try as he may he couldn't get the past out of his mind, yellow eyes glazing over as he transported himself back there. He could hear Wren's panicked howl echo in his ears as their five children started to shift, the look on her face as he stepped into their den. Bass' body grew stiff as his mind reeled, the sound of his own voice trying to calm down Wren during their first litter. Rhythm had been there as well, tending to her as she got prepared for labor.

"Shh, my darling, shh. I'm here. Rhythm is coming soon my love. Just breath, its all okay." He said calmly, forcing himself to remain sturdy for her. Bass stepped over her heaving form, sides quivering as her body was getting ready to do what it did best. He scooted in behind her, close enough to brush against her but at the same time giving her space. Her body was already starting to grow hot, and Bass started to hum softly. Anything to take her mind off of it, to ease these pains that she was going through. "Baby mine, don't you cry." He sang softly, nuzzling in behind her ear. "Get ready my love, push when you feel the need to with all your might. These little ones need you, aren't you excited to see their little faces?" He asked, whispering in her ear. He sure was, he couldn't wait to meet the little trouble makers.

The alpha's body quivered as he sank down to his belly. Covering his head with his paws he shoved it all back into his mind, or at least tried to. But it just kept going, he couldn't hit the pause button on the memory wheel.

Wren pulled her head into her chest and breathed out hoarsely, body shifting so that she wasn't lying flat on her side anymore. Although, she had made sure not to move too much, as all five of the pups were attached to her stomach. Her head twisted around and she had managed to take a good look at every one of them. Soon enough, tears began to swell in her eyes. "Mie coccole..." She hummed, her emotions overwhelming her as she leaned in to gaze upon their tiny little forms. They were all so beautiful. Several of them looked a lot like their parents, while the others looked a bit different. Such as one of the boys, who looked a bit like Motif or Rhythm.

Wren laughed to herself softly and lowered her head again, listening as Bass threw out a rather brilliant idea for their names. She nodded happily. "...That'd be wonderful, Bass." The exhausted dame forced her eyes shut, breathing relaxing itself as her body grew closer and closer to the point of sleep. But before she completely drifted off, she whispered to them, "Maybe Finch...could be one for a girl," She hummed.

Unwanted tears slid down his face, and Bass pulled himself to his paws sharply. Shaking his several times he took off in a sprint, running for his life; away from the memories. He had promised Storm that he would be there, but he hadn't imagined that it would have been this hard. He ran until his lungs screamed at him to slow down and he skid to a stop, his nose brushing the earth as he gasped for air.

No! He was stronger than this! He could fight this stupid memory pool of death. Violently he shook his head again before slowly making his way back to Storm's den. It would take a little bit, but he wouldn't let him down because he had issues with his ex mate. No, he would be the strong alpha today. Dragging his paws behind him, he trod carefully back to the den.

"Speech" -- "Italian"