Stone Circle Love, mom

Fig’s heart was pounding when he took his first steps into the den, his eyes adjusting quickly to the lack of light. He searched for Tauris’s face first and felt warmth flood over his humming nerves. She looked happy, which was promising. She hadn’t originally wanted this either, so perhaps it wasn’t…

He saw them next and froze.

He stared.

One second.

Two.

Ten.

Thirty.

He lost count.

He looks like you, and so does she.

Fig swallowed and crept around behind Tauris, sliding onto his belly as he curled around her. He laid his head upon her back, still staring down at the two pups suckling greedily at her belly.

”No,” he said quietly, ”They look like you.”

He smiled, tears swelling in the corners of his eyes.

”Perfect.”