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"First Purr"
Keith yawned and snuggled into Lance's chest. Lance had his right arm curled around Keith's head with his hand resting between Keith's fluffy ears, stroking them every so often. Keith purred and had his tail wrapped around his mate's waist. It had been awhile since Keith got to cuddle his mate face to face. He had just had a kit of his own, who was sleeping, and her parents were able to rest.
Keith and Lance's little kit was a girl, who had some of her Dad's Galran features. She had the purple fluffy ears, a short tail that would grow into a long one, and purple cheek stripes. Her hair looked like Krolia's with violet on top and magenta on the bottom.
Speaking of Krolia, she had stayed with Keith and Lance at the castle ship to help her kit. She told them what to expect of Galran kits, so they would know what to possibly expect, even though the little kit was only a quarter Galra. Keith was glad that his mom was with him and was willing to help him and Lance raise their little kit.
"Ah!"
Keith raised his head and saw his little kit standing in her crib. He maneuvered a little, scooped her up into his arms, and brought her over to the bed between him and Lance. She nuzzled her Daddy, who purred to her. She purred back to him, surprising him.
"Lance! Lance! Wake up!" Keith's purr was still heard in his voice.
Lance stirred and opened his eyes. "What-" he yawned, "What's going on, cariño?"
"She purred! Our little kit purred!"
Lance smiled. "That's great, babe." Lance reached over and tickled his kit under her chin. "You're just as adorable as your Daddy. Yes, you are."
Keith blushed. "I'm not adorable."
"Yes, you are, and so is our kit."
Keith used his tail to tickle his little kit, who made a strange purring giggle. "Your Papa is crazy, isn't he, kit?"
"We should probably think of what to name her."
"Yeah, but I can't decide between human names and Galran names."
"I know, cariño. You know I don't care what we name our little one."
"I just want her to have the perfect name."
"We'll come up with the perfect name in time."
"But what if we never do?"
"Your father and I had that same fear."
Keith and Lance looked up and saw Krolia standing in the doorway. "Hi, Mom."
Krolia entered the room and held her hands out for her grandkit. "May I hold her?"
After receiving a nod from his mate, Keith held out his kit for his mom to take her. She nuzzled the little one with a purr, and she responded with a purr of her own. "You are the sweetest, little valla, aren't you?"
"Valla? What does that mean?" Keith asked.
Krolia blushed a little, her cheeks flushed a darker purple than her stripes. "It means sweetheart."
"That's it! That's the perfect name for our little kit! Valla." Lance wrapped his arms around Keith's waist.
"You're right, Lance. She is a sweetheart." Keith held his arms out, and Krolia placed Valla back in her Daddy's arms. Keith nuzzled her and gently bumped his nose against her temple. "I love you so much, my little one."
Fin