Stavanger Bay Frigga bless me

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Levi had heard the struggle from his mother's den, had understood that he needed to keep away from it now that she was in labor. He did not fully understand what was happening, but at least he understood that. He worried at a bone while he waited, using his powerful jaws to crack at it, exposing the marrow. It was not long after he had sucked one half of it dry that his father's howl rose up to him and Charon and Gunnar. With a grin, he dropped the bones where he lay and dashed toward the birthing den.

Ragnar stood outside it, smiling. Levi approached cautiously, lowering himself slightly as he neared the patriarch. Though he was not the alpha anymore,  he was still in charge of Levi's world, and the boy accepted his place among the others as easily as he had rejected it before. "How is mother?" he asked softly, placing his nose and tongue beneath Ragnar's chin in greeting. He stepped back and peered inside, where the darkness shadowed his new siblings, but brought forth the scents of four new suckling babes to his nostrils.