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He crept closer to the den entrance now, his jaws bending down to scoop up the antler. Leaving them just at the outskirts of the den entrance, he remained there as well -- where a wave of nausea came to him from the whiff of a rather mischievous pup. He did not see the boy sit back, staring at the ceiling with a smile of satisfaction for a job well done, but had he, he might have known more about what he was getting in to.

This was no lamb den he was walking in to, and soon enough, the lion himself bumped right in to his large creamy paw.

Miffed for a moment, the beast stilled, his turquoise eyes glancing up to seek out Paarthurnax and her comfort level of his proximity. When he heard no warnings from the mother, the Alpha gently laid his form down, ignoring the smell and instead taking in the miracle of life that lay belly up before him. He was tiny -- the boy who had stumbled upon him, and while Scimitar was not a stranger to puppies (he had helped rear Kaskara and Estoc, as a yearling) it had certainly been awhile since he had been around one so young.

Gingerly, the male lowered his snout, his nose aiming to touch the one of the golden youth, hoping to reveal how unintimidating the bear-like beast truly was. From the corner of his eye, he could see a flash of white making its way to them as well, and he knew instantly they had a curious bunch on their paws.

And for the first time in awhile, he knew very much that he wanted his own children.. and exactly who he wanted them with.

"Was that you who left that smell for everyone?" The murmur was soft, a small smile flashing as he cast a mischievous grin to the den and their mother, if she was watching and listening. "That's worthy of a nickname I think.. at least until you begin to understand words. How about Shitballs?" Of course he teased, but there was nothing but affection in his voice.. and, of course, another grin was cast to Paar, to see if she really was paying attention.