Possibly yes. He can show up at any time. 
They're cute. X3
Adonia's explanation made sense. But, he was bent on helping everyone whether the pups were his or not. It was something he found joy from. Moss didn't want to be like his old pack mates, who were too blind to see through all the rumors and past squabbles. The relatives of the same pack mates drove Eilam to a young and undeserved death. It was saddening how utterly blind and gullible people were. But, that was past him. He'd left them be hind, or rather was banished, and now he would make a future for himself. Moss would try his hardest to find a mate and make a family...it was his biggest goal in life.
The rusty giant smiled taking pride in the help he gave others. Thank you...I just wanted to be of some help. It's a harsh world and she was on the brink of a meltdown when I met her...she's much better now though. Also, the pups were growing up strong and happy thanks to their wonderful mother. They're going to be great canines when they grow up. Moss just wanted to sink into the playful mood Adonia was setting. It wasn't often that he had time for such careless fun. He play bowed again, groaning deeply and playfully as she chewed on the toy. If it didn't have sentimental value he'd lung forward and start a game of tug-of-war with her. She was amusing and beautiful, a lucky being to run into and a possible catch in his eyes.
Moss laughed briskly sure she was right. He just felt his help was much appreciated and would be there whenever she needed him. But, to say it wasn't that much work? He couldn't imagine raising puppies would be easy. If she thought it would be and it turned out to be easy, then she would be a super hero to him. Well, I should trust your judgement. You share the same instincts. Thank you for easing my nerves. He wanted to be there though. Even though Ananse and Loki weren't his, he loved being around them and seeing them grow up. Each day they did something little to take the next step. It was amazing to watch it happen right in front of him. However, Moss did wish, more than anything, to have his own pups. He would be the best father and mate he could.
The gentlemanly pit-wolf was nervous in his attempts to woo Adonia. He thought she might be taking to the compliments he gave her by how shy she was acting. But, maybe she was just trying to be nice. Even so, he would keep flattering her and continue his gentleman ways until he knew he didn't have a chance with the lovely woman. It was just like Moss to picture a future with every woman he met. The ones he actually pursued were rare though.
Adonia started to lead him and he gladly followed her exuberantly. His tongue flopped out of his mouth as he watched her move. She was just as graceful in her actions as she was in her words with her smooth feminine voice. They reached a house and she said they should probably shift. He agreed on that. It would make it much easier to search for things and a lot easier to carry more than one things back to the pack. I agree. He didn't think twice shifting immediately after that. His naked form twisted and elongated into the muscular two-legged being that he generally was. The scars on his body were much more prominent in this form, but he wasn't really ashamed of them. They were more like reminders of what got him to where he was today, even if it was hurtful to think about it. Once finished Moss stood and turned from Adonia so she could shift in privacy. The art of shifting was usually a very intimate thing and he thought it might be rude to watch the woman change right in front of him. It was awkward as he looked away and he was grateful once she was done. When he heard her talking to the bird he turned, his eyes widened as he lay them on her. She was gorgeous. The pit-wolf gawked at her for a few moments before he realized that he was staring and then he turned away. He could feel the heat developing under his fur, a blush of sorts. Moss cleared his throat and walked forward, taking the first step into the house.
Inside, it was messy. There were human items everywhere. Most of them, he didn't know their uses and they would serve no purpose. He wasn't quite sure where to start. The muscular man started to rummage through piles of stuff that lay around, opening drawers and such not quite sure what he was searching for. He also didn't know quite where to look. Mismatched eyes turned to Adonia to see if she might know where they should look. As he looked at her, he could feel an awkwardness arising. She was simply stunning and he couldn't look at her for very long without becoming flushed. It was rather strange.
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