Tick Tick BOOM

The harsh hiss of her words had him pull back from the den, his heart racing. He knew he had been distant, but he had his own wife who was expecting to care for, let alone the whole pack! "I've been a tad busy running a pack and caring for a pregnant wife, oh mighty sister." His words were teasing, but laced with the pain he felt from her words. Pale ears pressed tightly against his skull as he was about to leave, until he heard her tell  him to come in. Ears turned to pick up her voice, letting out a sigh as he padded slowly into her den. Shivering slightly he stayed clear of her teeth and claws, sitting with his back to the exit. She was huge, it looked like she had eaten a whole elk. "Did you decide to swallow the deer whole, Moty?" He teased, his tongue snaking out of his mouth to poke out at her. He had never called her that before, but Rhy always called her Mo, so he was trying out his own nick names. He would doubt he would have any toes left if he called her a mountain.

Chuckling, he scooted slightly closer as he grew bolder, gently poking his paw at her belly. "You look like  you're about to explode. How do you feel other than that?" He watched Wren get sick and lose her lunch all over the place, he was usually the one who had to clean it up after. Good thing he had dried out a bunch of extra bedding for them, he wanted to keep the floor of the stone den nice and padded. Maybe he should drag some of that in here for her...