Who's the dad?
Asla
06-23-2021, 05:44 PM
"Aslatiel Fatalis"
Seeing the look of wonder cross the yellow wolf's face brought a soft smile to the tired woman. He couldn't seem to take his eyes off of the pups, particularly the boy that was similarly colored. She was glad that he was taking it well. Better than well, actually. Naiche crept closer, laying his head down to stare at the pups. When given permission to touch them, he nosed the little golden child and the pup paid him no mind, making a beeline for his meal instead. Naiche's words brought a soft chuckle from Asla and she leaned into the lick that he gave her. Part of her missed having him in the den, but another part of her railed at the lack of fairness to Mojito. They had each fathered a child with her and she didn't want either of them to feel that the other was getting or giving more attention. Naiche couldn't stay just as much as Mo couldn't stay. "Things started out a little rough for us." Asla nosed Tira towards her stomach as the girl had begun to drift off with her tiny puppy rolling. "I was out on a patrol last night when that storm struck. The pups struck at the same time. Had them all by myself inside of a tree." She snorted softly, eyeing the feeding children. Things always seemed to happen to Aslatiel. She was like a magnet for trouble, so no doubt Naiche wasn't surprised to hear that her birth had gone awry as well. Asla's stomach growled loudly and she grimaced. She hadn't eaten since yesterday before the birth. Before her patrol, even. Only now did she realize just how hungry she was. "If it's not too much trouble, Golden Boy..." She tucked her grey ears sheepishly, "Could you get me some food?" |