Ankyra Sound stars are born in litters

Nested in a large crack between two boulders, Sydney's pups finally came when the sun cast its rays across the Monolith Forest. The air was still crisp and cold after a long night. There were four pups. The first, as dark as the midnight sky. The second had a grey coat, a mirror of her mother. The third pup crawled her way to her mothers paws. Sydney gave her chestnut fur a lick, eyes shining with pride. The last pup, and the smallest, her fur was as white as fresh snow. Four pups, born of sunrise.