The Night Mother's Children (BIRTHING THREAD)

Bane had been in the back of her mind during the birth, even though he passed her vision several times over the course of her contractions. He was visibly shaken and anxious. Why wouldn't he be? She was giving birth to his children.

He poked his head in when the pups were falling asleep, full and exhausted. She matched his eyes with a firm but tired look. "They're yours of course." If it wasn't obvious from the white-pelted female that was snuggling by her side. It would have been even more obvious if their eyes were opened, but that time had not yet come. "I haven't named them yet. I will probably save that for when they are a month old." A part of her was worried that one or two of them would not survive past a few weeks, given the fact that half of her litter had died before taking a single breath.