Word Count → 000 :: Out of Character text.
Both of Silvano's sons began to squirm as Ananse and Loki studied them, tiny heads craning up. Terra watched, hackles half raised with tension. Was this really alright? Perhaps she should not be so open with her pups. Perhaps she should have turned him away. So many things could go wrong. He could punish her for speaking up at the pack meeting by taking her pups away, or harming them. Instinctual memory told her of males that would kill pups to be able to mate with the female, and force her to bear their children. It was not a pleasant feeling to have, sensing that danger.
The pups tumbled down, the quieter pup moving over to investigate the grass while the more energetic one bounded towards Loki and Ananse. Loki's stark red coat stood out next to Ananse's more patterned brown one, the pair pushing at each other as they sniffed at him. She nodded at the names, wondering what they meant. She felt that the names she had given her children were obvious, hoping to endow them with the spirits of those that had carried the names before. What did Eugene and Pascal mean though?
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