Tigerveil
The Growlithe looked disappointed that she would be leaving soon. He moved closer, curling slightly around her, pressing against her side, in a comforting gesture."I will miss you, my love. The cub is in my safe paws, I will protect it with my life." he said soothingly, nuzzling her slightly in a reassuring way."If anything, I hope it will inherit the strength and beauty of it's mother. You will be proud of the cub. If ever faced in battle, I'm sure it will be a battle to remember. When it's old enough, could we visit to let you meet the cub?" He gave a gentle lick to the egg and then to Mirage. "I will never forget you or this moment we have shared. Before you go, tell me some of the adventures you have been on, so I can tell the cub as it grows up."
1-50 Male Cub
51-100 Female Cub
Female Cub produced.