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If he was pressed to admit it, Herryk would absolutely say that he was something of a dramatic sort of fellow. He loved his wife - Pur had brought a spark of something into his life that he hadn't really realized he'd needed - and he deeply loved his children. He tried to be a good father and half the time he felt like he succeeded. There was, of course, the smallest part of him that felt like he'd failed Klona as a father, but even his grandcubs brought him immeasurable joy.

Drama? Yes. Especially when Pur was pregnant.

She was absolutely pregnant again.

Sorley would find his father sitting directly outside of the mouth of his den, a pensive look on his face that a son might recognize on his fathers face - a look of kill me now mixed ever so slightly with pride, worry, contemplation, excitement, and a heaping mound of more worry.

Herryk adored his sons (though in truth he adored all of his children), and while it wasn't always easy for him to admit it the fact remained. He was a lion who would do anything to keep his family safe and sound. Some of his cubs had taken to making their homes in the pride proper, but those that remained in the forest were forever under his watchful gaze. He was something of a hermit in that way.

"Your mother is pregnant," Herryk began, his tone grim, "pregnant again."

The grim lilt to his voice turned slightly more exasperated.

"It is not a thing that we had planned," he continued, as though to reassure Sorley. "They will not replace the children we have."

"Yes, again, and it will mean much to her if you are around to help as they grow older."

Pur loved her children and she really was the perfect mother in Herryk's eyes - and the more he thought about seeing his wife fat with his cubs the more his demeanor seemed to brighten.

So long as he didn't think about what sort of trouble his future children could get into, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.