Swiftcurrent Creek Together we're lost in a dream.

She turned back to her babes to watch them, to listen to the soft coos that they emitted as the paddled her undersides with tiny paws to free her milk into their greedy mouths. The sensation was foreign to her, but Durnehviir did not squirm from it. She welcomed the opportunity to nurse them, to strengthen the bond that would surely last a lifetime.

They wriggled among themselves, exploring her undersides and each other, and the dreamy smile on her pale muzzle failed to dissipate as she gazed lovingly down at the four precious bundles that she and @Constantine had created. "They are perfect," she told her mate quietly, making to exchange a glance with him to gauge his reaction before returning her soft eyes to the pups once more.