Sunspire Mountains Myotis

He'd been busy. His efforts had gone to a little bit of everything in the past few days, weeks even, as they transferred from one home to the next. He'd hardly stopped to rest and tend to his own needs as he'd catered to the needs of those around him. Get everyone out of the spine. Herd everyone towards a new future. Scout. Outride. Select a new home. Secure that new home. Check out the neighbors. Continue his studies in Tartok. It was endless. His pads were sore from the constant roaming and he'd been somewhat negligent of paying attention to a wolf he'd left to her own instinct.

Picking up her share of responsibilities was not excuse enough to forgive his absence. Not with her time, their time, so near. While he did not carry the weight of their future within him, he'd done what he could to carry other weights and burdens as was custom of his gender, but sometimes a wolf needed the nearness and reassurance that their efforts were seen and appreciated.

He followed that trail of hot hormonal urine further inward. He'd yet to really poke his nose around her new denning site or any of the other internal places really. He'd spend too much time on the outskirts and was ready to change that. Climbing their new slopes, he spotted her laying upon a path of snow. He grinned. They'd finally found her something cool to satisfy her cravings. Their children would likely be born on ice.

Her flame moved, settling on the ground at her back as he drew closer to support her. Too warm? He cared little as he drew his body nearer hers and nuzzled behind her ear. That belly of hers was thick and swollen. Any day now. Any hour now. Soon.