05-21-2015, 04:01 AM
Koti had panted heavily, grabbing a hold of the backs of his legs firmly. After gathering his strength he had added more strength to his pushes. He had felt the third pup begin to slowly descend his birth canal and crown head first from his aching opening causing him to let forth a breathy hiss of painful discomfort through the small spaces of his clenching teeth. He had soon felt the head of the newborn pup as she had tried to free herself from her father's body. It was a girl. When she was finally free she had cried her tiny lungs out, wanting to be held by her fathers and be fed by Koti.