Aslan's own thoughts would have had to agree with Varda there, he wasn't sure that there had been a big celebration of their birth, not that it was a fact that even occurred to him or bothered the young Destruction. They had been born at a rather busy time, whilst Song had taken the reigns of what had become Sawtooth and whilst his own parents had been preparing for the divide of the pack and their creation of Threar not to mention trying to cope with being first-time parents.
No envy would befall him over the start of this new tradition, Aslan would happily join in the celebration for his new little siblings without a second thought. He'd already been part of a private little family gathering to welcome the pair into the world before their eyes had even opened and they were barely crawling around but he would not let that diminish from the happiness of the current festivities. "To Fate and Luck." He echoed his sister's cheer.
