He lets out a low whistle, reclining on the couch with a chuckle. “Damn good shot. And the pups are enjoying themselves, so that’s always a good thing. Geez, they’re going to be just as smash-happy as we are, aren’t they?”
Twirling the good ol’ index finger, the window she shattered repaired itself while she move to pick up the youngest pup and the second oldest, Mathias and Darian and handed him to Novem. “Watch them, I need to change the Raeven’s and Jak’s diapers.” The pups squeal and cooed as Snow walked out with the other two.
"Uh...yeah. Sure. I can handle this." Looking down at his two pups, Novem swallows nervously. "Yeah...I can do this. They're just pups. No big deal." He chuckles a little and places on pup on each knee, keeping his hands nearby to keep them balanced. ".....so, would you pups like to hear about the time your father- Wait, no...that might give them nightmares if they understand it..."
