It was clear by now that his and Niamh's coupling had indeed taken, giving Hagar his signal to address the children now that the near future was a little less hazy. Nothing was certain, but it was likely; they were to experience the joys of being big siblings in just a few scant months. He found Avella first, ensuring that she was ready as well, and then they rounded up their trio together, Hagar beckoning with a loud, carrying howl.
He expected this to go well, but sensing his co-parents unease with his new situation had allowed in a tiny sliver of doubt. What if they were upset too? Worse than that, what if they chose not to talk to him about it either? Almost to reassure himself, he shook out his dark coat (fur flying as the warm weather encouraged shedding of winter's excess fluff), and looked to Avella with a broad smile. He hoped to see the expression returned, but regardless would move on to begin.
"Children, your mother and I have a very special lesson for you today. It won't be paws-on, but it's just as vital to know as protecting or hunting."