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No one had disappeared or died on the journey, so Cupid was counting it as a resounding success. He thrived on socialization - he'd been a purveyor of parties for much of his eons of existence in his previous life. As much as he'd enjoyed it, he was also glad to be home - where he knew his children were safe, and on familiar ground he didn't have to discover underpaw for the first time.
The wings were perched on his ribcage where he was curled comfortably inside his own den - the children having dispersed to their own hidey holes, some more than others. They were all still close, thankfully - within earshot specifically, which eased Cupid's concerns for them quite a bit. He knew it was morning, but he could hear the rain outside the warm den, and the wings were carefully arranging the feathers usually tucked in the fallen god's fur.
Bragi was still his quietest child, but she had begun coming out of her shell somewhat lately. Still, it was an utter shock to hear her voice ring out clearly in the bleary morning air - not to mention that she was calling for him.
The wings garbled out a protest as the man swung himself to his paws swiftly, slinking out of his den and moving toward Bragi's before he'd even really processed anything else. The rain had just begun to mist upon the longer hairs of his pelt when he arrived by the girl's den. Cupid decided panicking outwardly wasn't helpful, so he came to a halt and took in the scene through his senses.
What's wrong?He asked, taking an assessing inhale of the petrichor-heavy air.
Bragi's scent, wreathed with the rest of the pack - at first, Cupid didn't smell anything off. Then, he realized the sweet puppy-smell on the air was not nostalgia for a simpler time, but very real and present now.
There was an infant in his daughter's den.
Cupid sat down, purely because his limbs simply stopped functioning properly. He was quiet for a long, tense moment.
Bragi...Where the hell had she gotten it? She wasn't even a yearling yet.
....please tell me you have a good explanation for this.
