Morningside Cuesta the british are coming! (they might be a while)

Grayday nodded tightly, giving his newborn daughter one last lick before retreating from the den. He stood beside Krypton, his body filled with nervous energy. He wished this process could go a bit faster; he wanted to know how many there were, if they were all healthy, whether they'd be boys or girls.

Not wanting to disturb Khoe, he retreated several paces away and did a little dance. "I hope they're okay," he said in a low voice, so that only Krypton would hear him.