Redsand Canyon Stars are born in litters.

last from me i think <3

i will, he whispered as she closed her eyes for slumber. he could very much imagine how exhausted she was. even if the children had seem to come so...freely! he had seen the pain she had been in, felt the way they stretched her sides with kicks and shoves.

he would offer a press of his nose to her crown, a quick nose over of the children.

he found find himself sleeping protectively near the mouth of the den, already running rampant with a protective paranoia streak.