Stavanger Bay It was a privilege, wasn't it?

Julooke had only been half-resting since the puppies had been born. She felt an overwhelming need to stay somewhat alert and know what her babies were doing, especially when they weren't latched on and feeding. It was easy to keep track of them when they were attached to her. When they weren't, however, she lifted her head and opened her eyes to get sights on them. She didn't really need to since Verrine was here, but she just couldn't help it.

Kevlyn began wailing beyond what was becoming his usual vocal noises, and Verrine tried to sooth him. Julooke saw that Liyanì was happily sucking on his toe, so she turned her attention to Levi. Her tongue bathed him soothingly, knowing he felt distressed but also that he wasn't in any danger. Her eyes went to Charon while she continued to lick Levi, noting that he seemed to be much calmer than the other boys. Their personalities seemed to already be coming out, and Julooke couldn't wait to see what they would be like when their eyes and ears opened. Her tail wagged softly as thoughts of them running around, causing chaos reeled through her head. The new Mom was confident she'd be able to keep up with them. The pups might prove her wrong, though.