He swarmed with emotions, too many that are new and he is unable to process them all. The sounds from within the den seem to do nothing but encourage him on. He is pleased that he had not wanted longer to seek out his friend the queen, to think he could have missed this. Though he is still is unsure how she feel after his long absence from healing he hopes she will forgive him, he had not meant to wound their friendship if he had. As he casually tries to peek in, curiosity and excitement driving him along with the need to care for her should she need him it is the scent of another that causes him to stiffen somewhat. Orange eyes are quick to look, though he shows no outward aggression he is still leery as he finds another male closing in. Though his scent has a familiarity despite the fact he does not know him.

He watches easily, relaxing slightly at the arrival of the new male. Ears in-tuned to the family within as he dips his head silently in acknowledgement. It is then the stranger leaps to the roof of the den and he cannot deny the extra since of security he gives as he sighs heavily, already liking this male who has come. Perhaps he is a family member or friend of Daenerys? He would have to introduce himself later, much later seeing as now he knows there is no threat he returns to his delight and brief glances within. It is after sometime when silence reigns within and a melody from the wolf above sings into the sky announcing the arrival of her children and he cannot resist the pull to join in, head stirring back as his own deep melody blends with the other as they rejoice. A smile carved into his lips at the joy he feels for her and her children.

As he stands there within sight of the den looking in on her he is so wrapped up in the sight he does not even hear the arrival of the older one. Momentarily jumping slightly at his voice as hackles slightly rise and a flush of embarrassment bleeds into his cheeks. Only when he asks of her care does he swallow the growl that wanted to spill. Her voice pulls him on another level as his head turns quickly. Aren't they?" She says and all he can do is nod silently, watching as she looks down upon them with such motherly affection. As he steps back out in order to give privacy to the new family as she speaks with the older one.

Even though he is not standing within he flickers an ear to listen within, ever so curious on what was happening now. He can only imagine her exhaustion of the birth and the pain. Hoping that the older one, Bane she called him? Had brought her something to ease it. It is when she asks for him and who he assumes is the other perched on the roof does he dare to venture back within. Hoping his in and out treks had not made a permanent indention with all his coming and goings this day. His steps are light and quiet as if not to disturb the feeding ones and their tired mother. Yet before he knows it he is standing close to Bane at his side looking first at Daenerys, as orange eyes burn with some unknown intensity as a small and subtle smile is given to her. Only then does he look to the children, three boys and one little girl and his heart seems to pound at the vision they make together. At her movement he watches, listening to her name them off one by one as her nose directs a name to a body. His tail weaving in the air with happiness at the chance to experience this with her and for her to allow it.

Fixated on them he does not even realize his body is lowering itself to the den's floor, not even the cool contact drives him into reality as he rests his head upon his paws so close to Daenerys' own. A breath in and breath out as if taking in the newest scents to memory. As his eyes are pulled away from them to look upon his friend, noticing how much energy she has expended with their birth. As his deep voice lowers into a whisper, "You did so well Daenerys." He smiles softly, his nerves and emotions taking a backseat as he lays in awe of her. For he has seen death, known death but the sight of new life was far more pleasing than it's darker counterpart. Falling silent as orange eyes bounce between them all.

Is this the end i feel?

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SEVEN - MATE: NONE - IMPRINT: NONE - OF SPIRANE