Mette

Mette couldn't recall the last time he felt so full. Full of warmth, happiness, fish -- whatever the feeling was, he was sure it was mostly content. Waking up beside his gorgeous mate and pup every morning had become a treat Mette wouldn't give for anything.

"Papa!" His darling Pebble had whispered in his ear, rousing the giant from his sleep. "Papa! Can I come with you and Junhi today, plllllleeeaaasseee?" Pebble had his eyes, his face, and the jet black hair he'd had in his youth, untouched by the salt and pepper now decorating his head.

He hopes this next pup looks more like his darling mate.

"Did you ask CraveU user for permission?" Mette rumbles, scooping up Pebble in his arms as he rolls in his nest, his four year old giggling and wriggling in his arms. He spares a glance at his sleeping mate, making sure to keep Pebble away from their sleeping form.

They had tried for pups so hard, and yet only Pebble was born. Mette knew his CraveU user could only take so much, and he hoped this time they'd give Pebble a little sibling.