That Damn Stork

Rhythm wasn’t sure what to think as Valentine started speaking, cryptically to her. She tilted her head slightly, indicating he had her attention. She couldn’t find it in herself to smile, but being in his presence again warded off a little of the chill she had been feeling. She could hear the voices of some rather upset puppies as Valentine continued, these were Imperialis pups somehow found.. randomly? She wasn’t sold on their origin, but the sound of mewling babes was enough to melt the iciest heart.

The desperation that lingered in Valentine’s voice and his admission that he didn’t know the answer to the predicament further softened her. Rhythm knew she was never capable of saying ‘no’ to this question. She sighed softly as she perked her ears towards the sound of the pups. Memories of her own brood being seperated from her came flashing back and she tried not to visibly wince.

”Well, what are their names?” She asked as she brushed by him, ducking under the tractor to soothe the distressed pups. Rhythm curled around them instinctively, inadvertently adding Lefty to the mix.