Tuari was so grateful to have him there with her. This was harder than she thought it would be, Dexter’s help she was certain was pivotal in making it go as well as it did. She was exhausted. Such exhaustion hadn’t taken her ever, even the battle with the giant bear hadn’t taken as large of toll on her as giving birth had, but her body felt such pain in the work it had done, and she had pushed herself beyond what she thought it could handle just for the three helpless puppies at her stomach. She wanted to clean them more but Dexter was on it, even going so far as taking care of their smallest and youngest and making sure she had a spot to feed. Every nuzzle, word of encouragement and help was so greatly appreciated she just hoped he knew that. Her white tail tip gave a feeble wave, but it was about all she could manage closing her eyes and happily accepting his final nuzzle and gave a small kiss to his muzzle in return and thanks before just returning on focusing on calming her breathing and shuddering of her body. She hated feeling this tired, this weak, it was a way she never wanted to feel but with Dexter there she knew she and their children were fine. She wasn’t doing this alone.

He called out for a healer, and when he returned she just wanted him to relax. She gave him a tired smile letting her eyes drift closed for a time as she just rested but they shot open the moment she heard someone else enter her den. She wasn’t sure if she drifted off, but she very quickly found the strength to get herself up to face whoever it was that had entered. The healer, Zeltzin, Dexter’s sister. Tuari sighed at the sight of the female, she wasn’t sure why she was so worried or on edge, but every sound and smell felt magnified to her. Her instincts kicking in to protect her newborn pups from anything that might try to harm them. Though the mostly black female knew that this female was far from one that would ever harm her children.

She offered some reassuring words and root to which she didn’t hesitate, but to eat despite its bitter taste. Tuari didn’t mind even as she shuffled around to take in the site of her new nieces. It was odd to think of it that way, something she hadn’t really considered before or if Dexter spoke with his family about. Her tail waved a little stronger this time letting her eyes fall on his own reassuringly before curling and resting her head on her front paws, feeling them brush her face as they continued to nurse from her. She nuzzled her cheek into whatever one was closest a feeling of warmth flooding through her, even over the pain and heaviness that had set over her body. She watched the two siblings speak smiling at Zeltzin’s clear happiness as she swatted at her brother. She hoped her daughters would grow to be as close as Dexter appeared to be with his family. Or as close as she had been with Jinan.

When the healer mentioned names though Tuari lifted her head looking at Dexter, thinking he would be the only one that would be able to understand what she would say. The black fem brushed the eldest, their girl of black, gold and grey then looked to him, ”Petra?” She tilted her head for the questioning intonation, It had been a name she had wanted to use, of course she had thought of several names, though honestly she thought she would have more boys given her family’s track record. Though she wouldn’t force that name if he didn’t like it. Though she smiled and touched the younger too then looked to him, so that he knew he could pick theirs. He was their father after all he would have a say, not like her mother gave her father with… well any of them. She knew whatever he picked would be perfect for them. Probably. Still if he said anything too strange she would stop him. Her tail continued to wave lightly watching him feeling a little better already though she knew it was likely just the roots to deal with her pain slowly kicking in.