He?d gone out for morning rounds, having taken up a few extra duties to keep him mind off the impending day. Novella was quite obviously getting ready to give birth any day, so even though he wasn?t in the den he hadn?t strayed far from his wife?s side. He could tell that she?d been getting restless and he was quite ready to meet his children. Though Novella was stressing about the moment of truth he hoped the ordeal would quickly be over and they could start focusing on raising them. He did not foresee any trouble, and had every confidence in the beautiful woman. He hated seeing her so uncomfortable, and hoped simply for her sake that she could rid her womb of the whelps.
As he turned a corner to return to their everyday den he?d hear her needy call, an indicator of what would be taking place soon. A call for him and that of a healer. Chocolate ears would perk up, but he feet wouldn?t stay still for very long. Hurriedly he?d heed her call, knowing very well that he could not miss this moment. He had to be there for her. He?d race, needing to be at her side.
He?d make his way there first, a whine leaving his throat as he pushed himself through the entrance. His features would seek to nuzzle and comfort, wanting to support her thoroughly. "Novella, how are you doing? Do I need to get anything?"
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