Lucero did not exactly consider himself inexperienced in child birth, though in truth, he was. The reason for such thinking is his presence in the past at his own younger siblings birth and childhood. He had been there with them, for the most part, as they grew and they learned and thus the notion of Fatherhood did not frighten or unnerve him. On the contrary- the tri coloured wolf was full of excitement at the prospect, and at seeing exactly what he and Zelly had created together. Already they had little Scarlett with them, a wonderful addition to their small but growing family. Their natural ability at parenting had shined through that fateful day Lucero had found the small one, and since then it had only blossomed more and more. Their white and chocolate brown daughter was back at full health, and they could not be happier with her or themselves. But on this particular morning, he knows that his Zelly is more anxious, more restless than any night before. His masculine though youthful voice breaks gently through the still air of the den, coaxing her to come back to him. "My love, I believe our children are upon us.."

As excited as he is, there is also a nervousness in the back of his mind as well as a deep sorrow. He would give anything for his Mother to have been here this day, or at least any day after so that she could see her Grandchildren even just one time. And so he could see her one last time. But that is not the case, nor will it ever be, and so he settles for the thought of her and the nice thought that she may indeed be watching over them. Zeltzin and her family believe in the spirits, and many times she has spoken comforting words to him, words that his mind have taken in and adopted as their own. When at last she comes to settle back down with him and Scarlett, after pacing as much as her body would allow, he knows then that it is the time. Contractions begin upon her fourm, and although he cannot feel it exactly himself he still knows to reassure her softly; with both gentle touches of his muzzle to her neck, back, wherever he could reach her, as well as kind and loving words. She was so strong, so very strong, and she would do so well he knew. Their second daughter comes into the world not as the eldest as expected, because Scarlett is there already. But all children will be raised equally and without difference- their oldest sister was blood through and through.

At the name given, one of Midna, Lucero's dual toned skull is nodding enthusiastically. His voice agrees with such thoughts as well. "A lovely name for a lovely girl." A smile so full of love is directed first toward Zeltzin, followed up with a gentle lick of a kiss to her cheek before he turns his good eye of bright teal and stringy brown upon the tiny child. Although, tiny may not be a good word for her, as she is almost the same size is Scarlett who is undoubtedly much older. Rhae is indeed with them, as is Coszcotl, and with a second kiss for his newborn daughter, Lucero is ready for the arrival of their third child. She comes much easier than the first, and the reason is shown once her smaller frame is revealed. And then his Zeltzin turns to him, asking what they should name her, to which he gives a few moments to think. Zelly is a name he has always enjoyed calling his love and his heart, and from that comes an idea to him. Turning his good eye upon her, even if his blind eye might follow, a gentle, handsome and loving smile is upon his features as he speaks then. "Her name will be Zelda." He searches for approval in her warm dual toned gaze, and upon finding it there his tail is thumping gently against the floor of their den. She speaks of it as well, at which his features brighten and he feels such a sense of gladness flooding his senses.

They are in lovely bliss for a few long moments, before Zeltzin is speaking to him again, though at this he finds his black and red ears folding back against his skull. It wasn't that he was offended, but rather that he knew her to be speaking the truth of it. She was here with them- the both of them were, as their bond couldn't be severed even in death. Where one went, the other followed, and at least at last Lucero knew the final resting place of both his Mother and Father alike. Rhae and Iblis had been an inspiration to him throughout his life, and though he did not find and never would find what they had in one another- he had found his Zeltzin, and through her his Scarlett, Midna, and Zelda, and that was more than he could have ever asked for. Ignoring the tears that rolled down his handsome face, he gave her the best sad smile he could before burying his muzzle to the right of her own and down against her neck. Sometimes the sadness of the loss of his family would overwhelm him, but always was Zeltzin there to be strong and supportive of him. He did not know how he could have ever gotten so lucky as to find her and meet her; to have her love him the way he loved her. For while it had never exactly been an outspoken thing, they both had to know it was true.

Before the sound of paws on dirt can distract him, however, he's pulling back just enough to be able to look clearly up at her. Even in the aftermath of her first birthing, Lucero found his world, his mate, as radiant and darling as he ever had. And with a gentle bump of his dark nose to her own, he's murmuring the words he should have given her at once a very very long time ago. "I love you, Zeltzin, more than anything in the world." Though as a second thought pops into his brain, and he coyly glances down at the children at her belly, his words are quick again to find her. "Well, almost anything." He teases her and nudges her nose again with his, but that is when the paws on the dirt draw his attention away, and a gentle 'oof' directed at him. He is loathe to, but instinct and duty call him as he slips gently away from his position against her, to move up the gentle slope to the entrance of the den. He finds there a freshly caught rabbit, which he noses gently to find it quite warm, and then his good eye searches for the wolf that lingers near their den. He is young and handsome, and immediately Lucero recognizes the kindness in his interestingly green gaze. A nod of gratitude is given, and though he wants to move forward to thank the boy properly, he really does not want to leave her side. He would find the wolf later, he decides, after one last grateful glance in his direction. Slipping back into the shadows of the den, Lucero offers the rabbit to his love by placing it delicately at her paws and, if she were still awake, doing his best to tell her who brought it.

"A gift from a friend of yours, perhaps- a very quiet one at that, with nice green eyes." There wasn't a name given or offered, and so he did the best with what he had to work with. If not, soon enough he would find out the identity of the wolf, and thank him proper. Until then, he was more than happy and content to remain exactly where he had been before, curled up best he could around Zeltzin to watch over her rest, as well as their children. Although it was past the start of their romance, it was the true start to their little family; and he would have it no other way.