Sun Mote Copse Maybe we can make a deal, maybe together we can get somewhere

Bronco was satisfied to sit and wait, while Phox went inside. Whatever jealousy he might have felt was well overlooked by the excitement he felt, and the duty he felt to stay outside and protect the area. He wasn't sure exactly how tiny brand new puppies were, but he was still somewhat intimidated knowing that he was so, so much bigger than them- and was content to keep his distance until he knew how to handle them. 

When his mother called out, he was surprised at first- but he had to guess, now, that yes he was indeed the firstborn son- and that he had a job to do. He took a moment to stick his head in, and squinted his eyes to see, in the dark- but sure enough, there was his mother, silhouetted by the dark outline of Phox, with three little, tiny lumps at her side. One was pale, and the other two were dark. "Awwww!" He fawned, before he grinned and backed out of the den's entrance. 

He called out, then, announcing the birth of his newest siblings. It felt odd for him to be the one doing it- given that these were only his half-siblings...But still. With great joy, he announced the health of his mother, and the arrival of his three newest siblings. He wasn't sure exactly if it meant that his mother was inviting absolutely everyone to gawk...But he figured that those who would be welcome would be welcomed, and those who weren't quite welcome yet would just have to be satisfied with coming back another day. He'd have to filter them out as they came, and announce them to his mother so she could make that decision.