02-29-2020, 12:02 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]At Moth’s cry for him, Selby was quick to appear, worry creeping up in his skin. But in the end, there was very little to be worried over. Labor had started. He accompanied his girlfriend to the room they had picked out, helping her through the process. In the end, the pair of them had five kittens to show for the whole ordeal.
He could not be happier.
The new father noted with pride that two of the kittens resembled him, taking his dark pelt. Two others adapted Moth’s orange fur, and the last an almost carbon copy of his father. A flurry of conflicting thoughts raced through his head at being confronted with Crow before he could stifle them. He nosed at each of them, taking pride in their good health before he got a closer look at his daughter. Her breathing sounded a bit off, and her tail was kinked and her leg twisted. Selby sucked in a breath, fretting over her.
Movement stirred him from this, as one of his sons began fussing. He turned his attention to him, running his tongue over his nose and mouth to clear his airway for him. Selby was not his mother, but refused to be anything less than completely present.
As Aurum came in, he eyed him warily. It was not that he did not trust the proxy, it was more that he was not expecting the sudden intrusion on the intimate family moment. He willed the beast to go elsewhere, to leave them be, but did not voice these wishes. The sawbone would leave it up to Moth to decide who she wanted there. And if that included Aurum... well, it included Aurum.
He could not be happier.
The new father noted with pride that two of the kittens resembled him, taking his dark pelt. Two others adapted Moth’s orange fur, and the last an almost carbon copy of his father. A flurry of conflicting thoughts raced through his head at being confronted with Crow before he could stifle them. He nosed at each of them, taking pride in their good health before he got a closer look at his daughter. Her breathing sounded a bit off, and her tail was kinked and her leg twisted. Selby sucked in a breath, fretting over her.
Movement stirred him from this, as one of his sons began fussing. He turned his attention to him, running his tongue over his nose and mouth to clear his airway for him. Selby was not his mother, but refused to be anything less than completely present.
As Aurum came in, he eyed him warily. It was not that he did not trust the proxy, it was more that he was not expecting the sudden intrusion on the intimate family moment. He willed the beast to go elsewhere, to leave them be, but did not voice these wishes. The sawbone would leave it up to Moth to decide who she wanted there. And if that included Aurum... well, it included Aurum.