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Approximately six or seven days had passed since Fox had pushed out four babes from her butt. Okay, not her butt, but close enough. This year, she was handling her postpartum emotions much better. She made sure to take a break from them each day, with Peregrine as a stand- lay-in while she went out and stretched her legs, got some water, and fed herself. He could keep them warm for an hour or two, and they could wait for feeding while she went off and had some quiet time.

Currently, she was nestled back in the den, watching as the brother pile squirmed from time to time, but was more or less quiet and content. Had she known what Wildfire had just gone through, Fox would have beat the ever-loving shit out of her daughter's assaulter. Thankfully, she had no notion of Wildfire's problems, and assumed the best of her mini-me.