"A son!" Sabre rejoiced as his first born made his way into the world. Aiyomi cleaned their son quickly and efficiently, pride rolling off her in waves at her first born. After the pup was dry, content, and fed, Sabre looked closer. A look-alike son! With the same white pelt with red and black markings as his father.
Joy rippled through the Alpha as he licked his son all over. The pup, barely bigger than a grouse, stared up at his father with the biggest, most observant, brown eyes Sabre had ever seen. The color, though unexpected, was warm, the color of brown bear fur. The little pup appeared wiser than possible for his age.
"What will we call him?" Aiyomi asked. "He's definitely your son," she mentioned teasingly, as the pup nuzzled back into her for milk.
"Asabresa" he said confidently.
"How original, my love," Aiyomi said in a sarcastic tone. "'Son of Sabre.'" She stared down at the pup. "I want to hate you for how perfectly it fits." Sabre yipped triumphantly.
"We'll call him Asa for short. Sound fair?" Sabre commented as he licked Aiyomi's cheek. She licked him back in silent agreement.
(Pups in this territory are born with their eyes open. They're pixel wolves let me live my life and tell a story I enjoy.)
