awake my soul.
12-05-2013, 10:30 AM
Amalia came just then, asking about her mother and if she could bring anything. Perhaps she could, but Maverick was at a loss on just what to ask for. He extended his neck to offer her a gentle kiss upon her muzzle. "You're mother's just fine, she's about to give birth to your new siblings. Stay close," he would murmur into her ear - trying to keep from disturbing Epiphron. Arian came then, asking more questions. "Yes, she is. Your siblings will be here soon." Much to his relief, Loccian would arrive at last, seeming to already know what was happening. A smile creased his features, boasting of relief and a bit of pride. He was to be a father again. It would be the first time he saw these children's birth as something joyous. Loccian would instruct the girls and then slip inside the den, and he would pivot to follow her - keeping enough distance for her to work and move. Epiphron called the girls to her and he would frown for a second, but would never begin to argue with her. If she wanted them to be a part of this - an intimate part - then so be it. Perhaps it would be good for them both. He moved close enough to caress the top of Epiphron's head, somewhat at a loss for words. "speeeeech" |