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The little boy's seraphic giggles drew his father's attention totally, eliciting a fond, toothy grin. He didn't begrudge others smiles—though they were often more smirks than anything—but this look was one of pure adoration that only Fox or his offspring could win from him. He beamed like the sun for a few moments, continuing to tickle Whip, getting his fill of that babyish laugh before finally withdrawing his paw to give the tot a break before he wet himself or something.

Returning his focus to his Beta, Peregrine's smile shifted but did not fade. It definitely became more smirk-like as he drawled, "What does chasing tail have to do with making babies?" He winked, then shook his head and casually added, "Of course you guys have my blessing." Peregrine also recollected the Betas' previous pregnancy announcement. He hadn't had a say back then, what with the demotion, but this time it was up to him (in part) and permission was gladly given... especially considering the way Finley had recently looked when first laying eyes on the second batch of Firebirds.