Hoshor Plains [birth] these gifts i bring

I think this is one of those threads in which posting order doesn't even make sense, so... F it...

The slave spoke so quickly and loud that Rakharo almost didn't understand what she was saying, but it seemed like she was claiming not all the pups were Lavakho's. Rakharo stopped for a second and turned back around to nface the weak female who had pushed three of the pups towars him, and Rakharo dropped Papref by their side. There was where he saw how different and smaller he was from them. Would it be possible that not all of them were Lavakho's? Tomahawk begged for mercy, one thing Rakharo was not sure he had for mutts like the one's she'd bred. Three pups, the one between his jaws included, were weak things, small like their mother. Looking closely Rakharo noticed how their snout was pointier and lighter. But if Rakharo wasn't the father of all the pups, then...

"Who is their father? Why did you not tell me this?" he'd just finished asking when he felt the piercing teeth of the Devil on his hind quarters. The Khal turned to snap immediately but the coyote had jumped several feet back. He would not live after this, and Rakharo was determined to end it himself so that he could finish off the little monsters.

The golden Khal darted forward to take Devil by the neck and pull him down with all his strength. If he wished to speak, his time was running off, for Rakharo -once heated up- was a stonewall for others' words.