Whitefish River Fairytale beginnings

Twins. He thought he was seeing double, but it’s hard to tell with pups so young if their markings and colors would remain the same. It would be exciting to see their development. His tail starts to wag, although being outside of the den, it isn’t so obvious. The other two are sound asleep, while the twin girls appear more active—though seemingly distressed by Evergreen’s presence. He feels bad to disturb them so.

“Those are wonderful names. I like how they sound,” he comments, flashing a brief grin in Speedy’s direction as he glances back towards the pups. The bear is unaware of how they connect, and the theme. “Hi, little ones.” He says softly, greeting the bundle officially. Although he is… unaware they likely could not hear him at this point. He leans back a bit to keep from scaring them too much.

“I don’t want to stress them out too much, but I’m happy to meet them.”