Redhawk Caldera [m] worth it

Fox didn't seem capable of answering. She neither invited him inside, nor asked him to leave. She circled restlessly. Peregrine plopped down in the doorway. He wanted to move forward and comfort her but his instincts told him to let her alone. He was here, at least. He would get to witness the birth of his children. The Alpha male's breath hitched in his throat as that realization truly dawned on him. It was happening right now.

The Alpha male bit his lip as he watched Fox struggle. It was difficult for him to witness this part. He didn't want to agitate her further by talking, so he coached her inwardly. You can do this, firecrotch! Push those babies out yo vag! He smiled crookedly, though this expression became a look of concern when his mate whimpered. He swore he saw the contraction ripple through her abdomen.

And then... their firstborn plopped into the world with an unceremonious squelch. Peregrine twitched, steeling himself. He stayed put, letting the mother clean the newborn. It was a boy, he saw, his fur a lovely cream color. When he squeaked and Fox smiled in response, Peregrine's heart grew three sizes. He dared to move forward just long enough to plant a kiss on mama's and baby's heads before retreating back to the doorway to watch the rest of the show.