Baby, I’m Giving You The Mommy Issues

Scald could hear Absinth going on in the background outside of the den. They hardly knew each other and now wasn’t the time to be getting into a scuffle. Let his mother deal with her for now. Eternally grateful for his mother’s presence, he focuses on Ely. Leaning into her touch, he helps walk her back to where she would give birth to their pups. Her sharp look doesn’t go unnoticed either, but once he had a chance to explain, he knew she’d understand. Ely’s opinion was the only one that mattered to him.

Once Ely has laid down and become comfortable, Scald gently lays himself around her so that she may use him as support if needed. Placing his chin up his paws near her own, he would wait patiently now for what was to come. Her request to have her brother leave did help. Both in the sense that he wasn’t indeed another lover and that he’d rather not have another male around his pups.

As the first pup is born, Scald lifts his head, peering over Ely’s shoulders. A soft smile appears on his muzzle as he looks down at the charcoal and ice boy. “Would Maelstrom be fitting?” He murmurs into Ely’s ear, nosing her cheek tenderly in a silent way of congratulating her accomplishment. At Absinth’s approach and retorting words, Scald tenses, but shows no signs that he wishes everyone kept their distance at this point. If Ely wished her to peer at the pups, he had no say.