Golden Glade The Next Generation

The beast seemed truly quelled, but the King knew that she would never be the same again - he'd changed when he'd welcomed his first litter into the world, but it'd also fucked him up to lose every single one: these facts did not dampen his joy at the present, and if anything it made him even more happy to have another chance: one where not only he was older, but he had a more responsible mate and a support system better than a twin.

Aspen agreed with the method and the names he brought up, and also seemed to catch on to his wishes of more nature names - the little white one whoes pink skin made him worry of albinism, the heir to their throne, would be Rowan, and the other twin girl would be Tigerlily. 

Hold on... These two were not twins like he and Emory were - these two were legit fucking twins. A stressed sigh fell from his lips, but it was accompanied with a grin that clearly said he was joking.

                 "So we have a runt and posible albino for an heir and two twins that I can't tell apart - god, Aspen, what are we going to DO?"