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Woffle had given birth a week ago and the two of them couldn't be happier. He went into labor late at night and by early morning, four healthy children had been brought into this world. 4 little girls, all looking like their mother other than their eyes which were bright silver.
Lilla and Aurora "dusk and dawn" were the older girls. Followed by their younger sisters Koré and Sol "daughter and sun". (Plo thought the pun was funny, him not so much but he liked the names so they stayed)
Well their conception was unusual their birth was easy and simple. Whether it was due to his high pain tolerance or the fact his lovely husband took away his pain, his children's births had been quick and easy despite what had been told to him by his brothers. And now if beloved children were here. His husband had doted on him throughout his pregnancy and now he was doting on their children. Even though their children were made by him and the will of the Force, they had inherited their father's eyes, striking silver with a hit of gold. Though Aurora's and Sol's eyes did look more gold than silver in most light.
Plo was carrying Aurora in his arms cooing to her in his native language, though he did not understand what his riduur was saying the look on his face was fond and warm. The babies were so tiny that his husband could all four children in his hands at one time, though Plo never tried to in fear of dropping them. Giving how many babies there were, everyone was surprised how far he made it. And how big the girls were. Even with that, they still looked too tiny in their father's hands. They couldn't even wrap their hands around his finger let alone Plo's claw. And looking at Aurora in Plo's arms and Koré and Sol feeding at his breast reminded him of this. Only a week old and still so tiny. They were a couple of months early, so it wasn't surprising how little the babies were. He and Plo were lucky that they didn't need to stay in the halls of healing long than he did, after a week the new family of six was able to go home, kinda, they still lived at the Jedi temple.
And now their first night back in their room was a change, he was still recovering from the trauma of the birth and the cubs (Plo's words not his) were still getting used to their new surroundings. Plus as newborns, they didn't sleep and needed to be fed every hour or so. So he and Plo hadn't slept all night. As so as one set of girls had finished feeding, the next set needed to be fed. Since he was an active watering hole and was on bed rest, Plo was in charge of everything else. Not that he complained, his asawa needed his rest to recover. He was just glad to have their children in this world.
"Asawa, next time, can we have male cubs next time" hearing a laugh from the bed when to join Wolffe on the bed. "Just give me a bit to recover, then we can see about male heirs," he said jokingly "Now, come I want cuddles for the whole family." Smiling he slipped into bed behind his syota. Adjusting so one hand was resting on Wolffe's belly, the other holding Aurora, bracketed his syota with his thighs. Koré and Sol fed at his chest as Lilla rested in his lap. "You're gonna be the best Nanay out there, Syota." Smiling he curled around his family as like a protective shield, all felt right.