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It was kind of hard to know which one was the real child here. Haku or the children. A miserable grimace was on his face as he circled around the crying child. He had carried the little Conor Soul into the living room so that Emwe would not wake up and join Conor in his wailing. He wished Firefly was around; he was so not good with small children. He had raised Coli, true, but she had spent her first months in her mother’s birth pack. Right now the children were just small fur balls without language or brains. He was happy Firefly had finally decided to trust him enough to let him be alone with the puppies, but he regretted volunteering to babysit them while she was out for some fresh air and gods knew what else. He tried to make soothing sounds like their mother usually did when they got upset for some retarded reason only they knew, but Conor seemed to be deaf to his attempt, because the bloody thing just kept on wailing.
The male slowly picked the tiny fur ball up in his hands and held it up to his face. Little miniature Haku, oh doo dooo dooo dooo. The Lilium hesitated for a second before he twisted his face so that it matched the expression of his son. Oh, boo hoo! He lifted the male up and down in the air randomly as he felt desperation grab hold of him. No, that was not right. The chocolate father cradled the little thing against his chest and patted the tiny butt of the screaming baby. What the fuck was he supposed to do, did it look like he had any milk to give? Besides, Firefly had fed them right before she left, so he could not believe it was what the child screamed after. The adult hummed pathetically and walked slowly in circles in lack of any ideas. His chest suddenly became damp and wet, and to the sire’s great consternation, a stream of warm and wet shit started running down his chest. The smell was a mixture of dung and milk, and the father started to gag. |
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