Moonspear ignivik ¦

Not knowing its entire lengths, Jarilo could not give the fullest due reverence to what his mate endured to mother their cubs. Urged by excitement, suspense, worry, and anxiousness all mingling into a daunting beast, he certainly felt some strange sense about such unknowns--it was this that had given him patience despite all of his curiosity, paired over the reminder to not interrupt and let her war it out proper, unburdened by his ignorance on the matter; his support came from elsewhere now, after all, which he hoped he had given. His place was best at guard, over and over had been his mantra, and that she would be fine, he reminded himself while watching over this swatch of the rainy mountainside.

Now, tentatively approaching a new time and remembering what else he was able to provide, after having let the quiet span for some time (since what he presumed to be the worst of it all had perhaps come to pass), he answered her low call with a questioning rumble back. Ears turned down flat, and rain-slicked body made small and low meant not to disturb, he darkened the doorway before slowly entering--where his heart raced and he breathed deep such strange scents that he had only tested from outside, then kept his short path to Kukutux first.

While he felt like he had been gone for so very long, hesitance kept his motions heavier than usual, and he reached his muzzle towards her own, seeking that much touch before he let it turn to licks for her cheeks should she have it of him--relieved, said his quiet whine then, despite the exhaustion on her he couldn't help carry away in full. Yet.. over the din of his anticipation and overwhelming want to catch up on everything that he had missed, he peeked for her side with all the questions he couldn't bring into words right now, never before in the presence of someones so very young, new, and most monumentally, theirs.