Blackfeather Woods KNEEEEEEEEEL!

Upon his paws had his head been resting, eyes shut whilst his ears remained perked atop his crown. Though seemingly asleep, the man was very much awake, listening for anything that might cause for concern as his eyes were given a break. It seemed as if much of his time went into watching his children, ensuring that they were safe and that none of them caused trouble for the others or their mother. They were growing, and he knew that they'd soon be carrying on with wobbling legs and an interest in the outside world. How they were to develop, he wasn't sure, but he knew that he'd be there this time to watch them. Every milestone reached would be something that he'd praise them for, and every scuffle would be something that he'd referee in.

A squeal had caused for his eyes to open, head rising up as he'd focused his attention on his children. Two were awake and moving, both having opened their eyes for the first time. Behind him, his tail had thumped a few times, a smile pulling at his lips as he'd lowered his chin back down to meet his forelimbs. "Over here," the man whispered, urging the children to approach. Whether they could hear or not didn't matter to him, for it was the intentions of his words that mattered.