She didn't know when the spawns were going to arrive and she really wanted them to do as soon as possible. She was pretty much done and this had become a burden and a damned obstacle for her duties. Her duties as one of the most ranked Klein of the entire Empire. Just below Venom. And thus she didn't want to make this unique rank go to waste. But well, she was doing another rule. Klein had to contribute to their blood,and that was what she was doing right now. She arrived after a long patrol and when she arrived back to her den, where she felt a big amount of pain. "Fuck!" She managed to say but trying not to be too noisy. She didn't want to bring unwanted guests. Just to avoid snapping anyone, she was certainly in the mood for that. She lied down and there the nightmare began but she had to be strong. -Fade to black- After several hours of labor four small pups rested by her belly. They were promising and the Klein Daimyo was pleased. She just hopped they would not only from looks but attitude. If anyone wanted to come to meet they could as long as they  were not going to be fucking touched. "Speak"

Hattori was patient. The going was slow but he cared not as Venom leaned her full weight against his side and the pair slowly but surely made their way towards Hela's den. Whilst the new litter held no interest to him he knew the came couldn't be said for the empress, these were her nieces and nephews. The first pups to born into the newly reformed empire, they would not be coddled like the litters that had came before. Of that Hattori was certain. He drew to a stop at the mouth of the den and shrugged off the bear fur that he'd strung over his back, pawing at it till it was suitable for the empress to rest upon. Even if she was going to hunker down to see her new relatives she might as well do it in relative comfort, besides sitting the cold hard ground would do her broken leg no favours. It was for her own good, Hattori never just pampered Venom for the sake of it.

Content that he'd played his part, he pulled away to the fringes, his ears still catching the squeaks and cries of newlyborn puppies.

Her Shinobi was patient but Venom was not. She hated how slow she was forced to be, and how much it pained her when she tried to go too fast. This was going to be the longest season of her life. She was tormented by her body, especially now as she leaned so heavily against Hattori. Wherever they touched felt like liquid flame instead of fur, but whenever she found herself getting too excited she’d take an extra couple fast steps and the pain was enough to cool her off. For all of five minutes.

There was an odd kind of relief when the sight of Hela’s den eventually reached her eyes. It seemed that most of the pack had deemed to make their home in the shrine despite the huge cave system that was the palace. The journey was rough to say the least but Hattori was quick to lay the thick fur on the ground so she wasn’t forced to do so with her injured leg. By now the whole pack would be aware of her injury. ”Thank you, Hattori.” Venom wasn’t sure that she’d ever blushed before but as her gaze skimmed over his she felt her cheeks flush. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise as she swiftly returned her attention to the task at hand.

”Aunt Hela?” She asked softly, head tilted curiously. ”Congratulations on your litter.”