a star is born {or four}

Apollo had not been around Olympus too much, he was too caught up in Chrys to even bother checking in. But he knew that his mother was close to birthing, and he wanted to be there for the woman that raised him. He wasn't sure how he felt about all of this, having little brothers and sisters. He was bitter still after the loss of his own brother, he wasn't sure how he would feel about these tiny creatures coming about. Huffing a sigh, he made his way towards his parents when he heard his mothers howl. Ah, so he had been right, they were coming now. Good thing he had been here. The albino beast trotted the rest of the way, poking his head in. The heady scent of birth was around, and he snorted. Apollo wasn't sure if he wanted to even see this... Backing out slowly, he cleared his throat. "I am here, but grab me when things are in the clear." He said softly.