Angels on the Moon
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A smile graced his lips as Ghita moved onto the blanket without any arguing. It was a rare day that the female listened to the warrior without a stubborn comment. He wished that he could help his mate more but in his heart he knew that this was a job for the Savina and Cambria. Sitting patiently on the floor, cross legged beside his mate he stared at the doorway telepathically willing someone, anyone, to appear. Quickly after he started staring anxiously Aro's large figure appeared, instantly causing Jazper to hop to his feet as soon as he heard his son being in distress. Savina's black figure got to the boy before he could, allowing him to take a moment to breath in relief. Stepping towards his son he hugged the boy gently, “It's fine. You're about to be a big brother.” A large grin now spread across the ebony males muzzle as he returned to his mates side, with Cambria, as soon as Ghita's warning reached his ears.


Trying his best to remain calm seemed like a hopeless cause for the Knight. Inside he was filled with a mass of swirling emotions as he watched Ghita in pain and listened to her panting become more and more rapid. He felt overwhelmed as more wolves began to gather in the room, particularly one wolfess who's scent he didn't recognize, which left him feeling rather on edge. Looking around he smiled at Kansas, thankful that he was there. It was always nice to have another male around in these moments, as he had learned from an early age of being in a pack full of new life. However, it would be amusing to see Aro's and Oaks expressions as they were birthing virgins at the time and it wasn't exactly the prettiest sight.


His attention averted back to Ghita's body as her voice grew shaky and he body began to wobble form the pressure of constant pushing. All at once a pup came into the world that hadn't been before and Jazper instantly shifted closer to Cambria, almost hovering in front of his niece in curiosity and excitement. A boy! His tail began to wag violently back and forth as is tongue hung out of his mouth is a massive goofy smile. It was a healthy, and rather large, bundle of chocolate brown fur with little black streaks mixing in here and there. The Knight fought the need to reach for his pup and allowed Cambria to do her job, knowing full well he would have his turn.

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