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The male didn't let go of her, he could be strong for her, he had to be. It didn't matter if he cared about Shadow like that was his own son. Seeing the black boy laying there bent and twisted like a twig that was snapped. The male's gut twisted, he felt sick, he wanted to get sick, just to cure the feeling. He couldn't, he held back the heaves trying to be strong for her. The male rubbed one paw over her back and one though her mane, as he rubbed his maw into her, holding her against him, allowing her to sob all that she wanted, to just cry out any misery or grief that she had.

Shh...It's going to be okay. Was it though? After all the pups where put to rest, would thing ever be the same? This was the male's frist litter of pups, these...bloody masses would have grown into his offspring, they would have been his kids, his frist real shot at being a father. He sighed softly, he was scared that he wouldn't be able to come out of this okay, let alone her, she always took thins harder, the male sighed again as his voice shudder he was a lost for any thing to say or do.We need to lay them to rest.


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