Golden Glade Forgive and.... Raise My Babies?

It took a moment for Alder to realize she'd even fallen asleep, intently focused as he was on trying to feel or hear the babies. He failed, of course, and when he raised his head and saw Heartha's peaceful, sleeping face, a smile spread over his maw. While she was not his in the sense that Aspen was- much as he cared for her, nobody would ever compare to his goddess- the pale woman was, truly, his. He had claimed her that night, even wrongly, and now that she was having his children, she couldn't leave. Who would be so cruel as to take away children from a well-meaning, loving father? 
Rumbling deep in his chest, an elated sound, Alder stayed there to watch over her. He lay tall, head and ears up high and on a swivel-if anyone other than Aspen were to approach, they'd likely be met with a show of his fangs and a high show of dominance.