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He's such a bamf.

There were few that would be permitted near his wife at this point in time, and fewer still as the due date approached. As eager as the pack was to welcome these little lives in to the world, Njal's instincts told him to keep a close eye upon them all; however, he knew that Fox would have access, and most likely Bazi. Her interest was friendly and it would be wise for the foolish man to keep that in mind. As they walked he pondered this, and other things, until Bazi spoke up - and her question made his smile ever wider. "She did," he responded without extra comment. Tuwawi was often asleep in the den, and the skin no doubt made his own absence less obvious to her.

"When do the pups come?"

Well, that was a harder question to answer. Njal's ears twitched to either side of his head, shifting slightly back as he tried to do calculations, but in the end he only shrugged. "I do not know how it works, so I cannot say." He sank to his rear upon the grass, but could only sit for a few moments before needing to stand again; his energy was bountiful still, and would remain like this for quite a while. He looked to the distant trees which flanked the den, beaming with adoration for his warrior wife. "But she is getting bigger, so it cannot be long now."