Did I miss the birthing?

Sirius nodded in understanding. Mortis had returned to the Armada, but his winged son had a softness that himself and Asla did not. He needed Asla, and while he would help her adjust and share some of the burden of caring for these little ones, he was glad to have her at his side.

“They’ll get over it” he said softly as Asla leaned against his side. He wouldn’t sleep - he would not dare trust that the little ones would be okay with him if he fell to slumber, but he could watch over them for a time.

“Of course, my Star. I’m not going anywhere.” he promised, kissing her cheek. He used a paw to gently smooth down the fur behind her ears, encouraging her to dose off as he watched over his daughter and his grandkids.


"Earth" & "Stars"