There was tension in the air, a suspension that told the Virding that things would be happening soon. With Colibri so close to giving birth- neither of them had an exact date in mind, but there was a heavy quality to the woman that told of her incoming motherhood. And that also meant that Lilin was close- the sisters appeared to be only days apart from one another and that meant that in the next week or so, he would become a father once more. It was a scary, exhillerating thought and Saul was trying to keep as busy as he could and that meant out of Lilin's way. He wasn't particularly fond of the lack of communication they had at the moment, it worried him that this wasn't what Lilin wanted- she'd expressed as much when Saul had guessed at her pregnancy. There was, of course, the mutual worry that there would be something wrong with their pups- they were related afterall.
Sighing, the male run a weary hand over his face before his fist came to close around the pendants at his chest. The owl charm, that he'd had for almost two years now and always bought him comfort. He wished it resembled an easier time, but he always thought life was unsettled. After that coming of age party with his siblings, they hadn't been together again. He was grateful he'd managed to give them his gifts when he did- as far as he was aware they all still wore the little charms around their necks. The Frithr necklace was a new addition and there were still rough bits where he'd carved it himself. Soon, it would smooth over and become shiny, the amount he rubbed against it for luck. Subconsciously the male touched his necklace more often than he thought, unknowingly praying to Lilin and Miskunn's gods.
A melodic howl brought his attention back to the present and he jolted. Since his meeting yesterday with Niernan and his confirmation that Grace was pregnant, Saul had been jumpy. He'd informed Lilin last night of the third litter due and the strain it would have on the pack. He was overjoyed, of course, but it would be difficult as well. With a sigh, the male moved, sliding his body down the side of his house where he'd been sat on the roof. He allowed his mind to empty as he made his way to the borders, a timely pace that he hoped meant the callers would not have to wait long. As he approached, the group that met him took him a little by surprise- three Luperci, a wagon and a pony it seemed. He couldn't help the grin that slipped across his muzzle. "Good afternoon, I'm Saul Stormbringer and these are Vinátta's borders. Can I help?" He enquired, tone polite and friendly, posture dominant but relaxed.
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