Broken Antler Fen father stretch my hands pt. 1

Pearl awoke with a small start to Seb's outburst. "Hmm?" she hummed, blinking around to her surroundings. Her first instinct was to check on the pups, and with it came the plesant surprise of seeing their eyes opening for the first time. The youngest let out a squeal of delight, which in turn startled one of the girls to wake and gaze upon the light streaming through the opening of the den. There was only one girl left that had yet to open her eyes, so she divided her attention between her and the wandering eyes of the other pups. 

A thought reached her suddenly, like a slap in the face. "Hey Seb," she paused, drawing her focus from her kids to her husband, "I don't think we've named them yet. Do you want to wait a bit or name them now?" she asked, a wide eyed smile ensuing. The days after birth consisted of her napping most of the time, so the thought never occured until now. It was kind of important, but they could always wait and name them when their personalities developed and widened.