He was resting curled up around the growing form of Moth. He was happy to spend this time with her and his unborn children. His head lay on her growing belly his pups, wriggling within stirring with life that they had given them. He nuzzled his face into her side mumbling a word softly into her coat, Topipilhuan, our children into her and hopefully reaching their little ears. They would be the most precious of children, born of an imprint bond most strong and most loving. He knew not all could be with their imprints and he couldn’t fathom never being with her or without her. His worry was there, he had thought that maybe he needed to go to Sen to ask if he knew if she would be alright or Starfall to see if he had seen anything regarding death and pups. Usually Teopixqui could see in the future, but they were not all knowing of it. Glimpses that could be read wrongly but anything to help bring him a little comfort in this time of worry would make him feel better.

Having children was a time of happiness and he felt bad that he was mostly filled with worry and some guilt. He was happy, happy that he and Moth could have this chance to be parents together, happy that they could make something so pure and perfect, yet this could also be what could take his Moth away from him forever. Panic gripped him and he shifted in the den, slightly at the feeling clutching at him, it wasn’t long lasting as the soft crunch of snow outside caused his head to quickly lift up and set outside. He had found his senses were amplified as well as his desire to protect Moth and his unborn children. His hackles rose but he made no sound as he did not wish to disturb his resting imprint and no one else would either.

He moved around her carefully going to the entrance and spying a form just outside. Coza waited for them to say or do something, but as the soft tones of Starfall summoning Coza with his own native tongue the male relaxed. Letting out a sigh of relief before squeezing through the rather tight den entrance to greet the younger wolf.

”Nano toka, Starfall. How is it that I can help you this morning?” He moved a bit further from the den so that they would not disturb the resting wolfess within, wondering what it was that had brought Starfall to his den. They had done a few lessons on the Nahuatl language, but usually it was later in the day once all of Coza’s tasks were completed. He was proud though that he did seem to apt to using the words and correctly. It was not an easy language for them, as theirs was not to Coza. It was important he knew and coming from Starfall Coza felt a little worried. Perhaps he was getting the answers he wanted from the Teopixqui, but would he want to hear them? He supposed it didn’t have to be about that, but he would just have to wait and see what it was the star pelted boy needed.

"This me speak your tongue."
"This is me speaking my Nahuatl tongue"


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==—Protects Moth’s Soul—Guardian of Suomi—>