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

Arric poked his head out. Loathe to leave her side. His eyes were cloudy and his body language spoke of worry and strain. He was testy, but he also knew when Arlette needed help. Even if it was just a check.

He stared at Pukei for a moment unsure. And then his resolve hardened and he shifted so she could spy soft white fur and four little bundles.

He spoke his voice taut with emotion.They were very big for Arlette. Hard for her to get them out. Took longer than it should have,  I'd wager a guess. She isn't having any abnormal bleeding, but she is definitely in pain and she passed out right after our last was born. And I mean straight up world went dark like she got knocked out. Not sleeping.

He stepped outside pressed his shoulder to his best friend drawing comfort from the man's presence. They weren't usually touchy Feely guys. But he had a feeling Akavir would understand he just needed that small comfort.

You can look her over, Pukei. And we have two boys, two girls. They seem fine.