Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Welcome to the world, not-so-little ones

Arric didn't know when his beautiful wife was gonna have these babies, but he was rather plagued with nightmares of a popping Arlette. And it made his stomach tight and sore.

He had thought the restlessness from. Before was difficult, but holy shit. This was a whole nother level.

She was bouncing around like an oversize pinball. Up and down and up and down. His eyes grew tired. At first he had attempted to walk with her or get up , but soon realized it was best to stay as small and curled as possible which was fucking difficult with his size let him just tell you.


Well Damn. Was his only coherent thought as her labor started. The next was just like panicked screaming and wolves running around on fire and static. His eyes went unfocused and his own breathing ratcheting up a notch, it took him a solid minute maybe two to calm down and pay attention.

Alright love bug. You got this. What do you need me to do? If anything?

Hours passed and Arric did what he could
 Licked her head, held her or just stood still and let her beat at him. Gods. His ears went to his skull what was? Had he been too much for her. 

As his little healer swore out loud he didn't even laugh. Panic was rising in his chest and his own blue eyes were swimming. He had hurt her so bad. This was both beautiful and God awful. Her soft eyes glared at him and he gulped a little, but he did manage a small shit eating grin

He did tease softly. Where did you get a mouth like that. And yea thats sort of how we got here.

 Finally one was here. God she was too big for it to only be one. He hoped it was only one. Surely not though. Their child was holy shit hefty.

At her gentle plea he stepped into action.

Arric gently maneuvered the pup. Snipped the sack the rest of the way and quickly it was gone,  soft licks to the childs head and body. He was breathing. That's all Arric cared about.

Holy fuck Arlette. You did good and he's gorgeous.

He gently lifted their first born son to Arlette.