Wheeling Gull Isle I've still got so much love hidden beneath this skin.

<3!

Four. An ear twitched as Huā revealed her litter's size, and Ruvik's eyes grew wide with fascination. How had four puppies fit into that tiny woman? He knew newborns were small but he didn't know they were that small. The names she gave seemed to be in that strange, foreign language she and the other women of Yuèlóng spoke, but Ruvik would try his best to remember each one.

Then, she spoke again after a pause, and put forward an offer that he wasn't sure he heard right the first time. "Come see?" he breathed eagerly, tail beginning its thumping behind him again. Was she really letting him take a peek?

Despite his uncertainty, Ruvik couldn't help but wriggle forwards once more, snout completely into the den now. There was nothing but darkness ahead but, as he moved forward inch by inch, he could just make out the faint outline of his alpha. His nose twitched back and forth excitedly, drinking in the nearly overpowering scent of milk as his gaze scanned the den.

"H-hello...hello puppies," he rasped, not at all as endearing and friendly as he would've hoped.