for all the things my hands have held the best by far is you [birth]

It was time. Hannibal heard the call when he was visiting his daughter Banshee. The girl was concerned with a strange pain in her upper jaws and he was going to go retrieve Luce but it seems she was much busier then he had suspected. The urgency and tone of the summons meant Belle was likely giving birth or about to. After a few more consoling words with his daughter the male slithered towards the palace.

As he arrived the sounds of labor and rushed speech filled his ears. Hannibal had been in a similiar situation before when Leera was giving birth to Tyranis' pups. The albino was the Hand and secondary Alpha of the pack so it was only polite for him to show face. But, it would be incredibly ill mannered to get too close. This was Belle and Archon's moment and in no way did Hannibal wish to take any of the spotlight away. Thus, he moved to seat himself to where Belle could see him but a good few tail lengths away. His hauntingly pale gaze poured into his sisters own but he remained silent. His appearance was the support he gave for she had enough words.