Dragoncrest Cliffs You are wildings: untamed, unholy, ungod

There was something off about Nomi’s call, something that almost sounded like...joy? Contentment? Euphoria, perhaps? Regardless of what it was, Bobby was eager to answer, quickly trotting his way to his mothers’ den. It wasn’t until he was a few yards away that he could tell what exactly it was that’d made Nomi so happy: pups! Actual, living, screaming pups!

Maybe Bobby was meant to be happy in light of the situation, but he couldn’t help but feel a twitch of jealousy. He’d gotten over the idea of pups coming in to steal the spotlight with Wildfire’s miscarriage (had it even been real?), but now his imagination had become real. 

What’s this? he cooed in as sweet a voice as he could muster. Quite the surprise.