Blacktail Deer Plateau So long, lonesome

His friend seemed amused by the idea and, of course, it was horribly unrealistic. Still, it was fun to joke around about it. With that said, Peregrine had many thoughts and opinions on pregnancy, birth and child-rearing now that he'd brought up a litter of his own—and that of his dead loved one.

"I hope she has one or two," he admitted, "and that everything goes all right. Pied was small too..." His lips pursed. "And I saw firsthand how difficult it was for Hawkeye to rear four pups. It was a large part of why she could no longer lead this pack." Somehow, he'd managed the juggling act of leadership and parenthood but it hadn't been easy, nor had everything gone perfectly. "One or two. I'd love another son." He considered Pura his son and figured the ratio needed to be evened out a bit, what with the three girls.