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He had known that Princess Chance and Haven Aatte were expecting a litter of their own, though he had not yet ventured to visit either of them. The dog mutt of a King had been very busy with his own sons and taking care of Ayita, and he had decided that he did not want to crowd the expectant mother and father with his presence when he was already so distracted with everything that had been happening in his life. Magnolia had come to live with Niro, and it had brought a pang of sadness to the caramel-colored dog's heart to realize that he would never have the chance to know Poppy or Foxglove, for they had left with Lolita. In some perverse way, it saddened him to know that his niece was gone now, as well. They had not been close—her attempt on his life more than a year prior showed that well enough, he thought—but at least he had known where she was. She was a part of his deceased beloved sister, and that had counted for something for him.
It had come time for him to pay a visit to the budding family, Vigilante had decided, and he suspected that the puppies might even be born already. Princess and Ayita had both been pregnant for an overlapping period of time and his own sons were now a bit over a month old, so there was a very good chance that the Lady and the Knight had become parents already. Though both Noah and Liam had protested loudly, wanting to accompany their father on whatever journey he was making away from their home in Lunenburg, the secui King had ignored their pleas and left them with their mother. Certainly the boys loved her, and being home with her was not the problem. Noah seemed to idolize his father, and Liam always wanted to do whatever Liam was doing. However, it was growing very cold and the dog mutt did not want either of his sons to become sick, so they had been left at home with Ayita and Kambujiya. They would be fine.
The trek through the snow was not a terribly long one and it was early afternoon when he approached the home that Haven and Princess had shared since her arrival in the pack nearly a year ago. Though he did not use his optime form today, he lifted a paw and rapped on the door, hoping that one or both of them would be home so that he could congratulate them on becoming parents and, if the puppies had arrived already, meet his newest pack members.
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