Whitefish River The miles are getting longer it seems

Upon arriving home with healing wounds that he had explained to none, Takeshi had found his bride missing. Distraught for obvious reasons- he was content to accompany Yuudai to where she had birthed, their ally territory. Tension hovered between them like a heavy cloud, and Shi had no interest in breaking it, remaining silent as they went. Once they arrived at the den, Takeshi cast Yuu a glance- unreadable- and entered the den, finding his lovely lovely wife with three children nestled beside her.

So small... so precious... the thought that they might be Yuudai's did not even cross his mind in this moment, as a smile spread on his face and he murmured to himself They're beautiful. A sterner gaze was cast to Reiko. What did you think you were doing, travelling out here to birth? Pregnancy made you delusional, He muttered quietly, making sure to keep his voice too low for any beyond the den walls to hear.

Eyeing her still, he leaned down to sniff at the children- determining two females and one male, which was fine by him. He didn't care about whether she birthed this or that gender, though they would certainly recieve different treatment. He made the move to lift one- a female- in his mouth, carrying it out to Yuudai gently, hoping to transfer it to him. Assuming this move was successful the man would reenter, lifting the son for himself- and eyeing Reiko with a question in his gaze, of whether she thought she could manage the last.