Syrius Lionwing
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Feeling the warmth of the litter-mates around him the little blue marked cub gave a yawn and curled up tightly against his mother's warm body. He was tired and wanted to sleep.
Cheveyo watched as Afina emerged from the den and announced there were seven in all. SEVEN!? He couldn't believe his ears, that was a great deal amount of cubs. He couldn't believe there were seven little bundles of fur waiting in the den with the lioness he had grown to care for a great deal.
"Thank you." He said to her and then walked down into the den and gave her a warm smile and nuzzled her face affectionately. "I see that and each one is as beautiful as their mother." He said making himself comfortable behind her so she could have something warm to relax against. "Just rest now, I'm sure you need it as much as they do." He said licking the top of her head.
"If you need anything at all, I'm here." He added.
