they come like lions

Eleven pups in total. Kiriko had suspected there would be many of them, but he couldn't say he'd anticipated quite so many. He lingered in silence as he observed them, noting how they had all settled against their mother's breast, squealing and moving as they should. Small but strong, vocal too. Kiriko would need much time to rest and recuperate, but it was undeniable that she had done well- that she had made a staggering taxing task seem...not easy, but manageable with her grace and sense of propriety, almost. A lady in all moments, even at her most vulnerable.

"Thank you, Fuji." If nothing else he owed her that. Before he turned his attention back to Kiriko, willing to bow to her words, for now. "What do you need? I can leave if you wish to rest."