Broken Antler Fen father stretch my hands pt. 1

Pearl watched Odette wonder at her siblings, smiling as wide as a mother could. She looked down at the roaming milky eyes of the pups, resting on her firstborn, who seemed to be transfixed on only her. "Hau cikala mato," (Hello little bear) Pearl whispered lovingly to her son, nuzzling his forehead. "I think Mato is good for this one, Seb," she suggested, before turning her attention to the others. 

She glanced at Odie and allowed her to think about what names she would like for siblings, if she wanted to throw out any pre-prapared ideas. One of the girls was content chirping at her surroundings for the time being, making her even happier.