Golden Glade The Bastard Royals

Just as soon as he'd arrived, Eden slipped back out of the den - off to go get some stuff to help Heartha - after just a few hushed words to him. The King nodded to show he understood, but his one good eye was on Heartha, his tail wagging at the smile on her face. Even on such a happy day for herself,  she still asked how others were doing - they were right on knowing she would be a good midwife. 

                  "As well as we can with four wiggly, hungry, sleepy little potatoes that scream a lot. If all that's normal, then yeah, we're all just peachy!"

Alder laughed softly at the joke, but he was very serious - the little fuckers were annoying sometimes! He dreaded the day they opened their eyes, and especially the walking that followed, but more than anything he was terrified of being alone with them. Not only just because, well, he was MASSIVE compared to them, but because the only other real experience he'd had with pups hadn't gone so well. He was afraid to make the same mistakes again.