You and your mate are hybrids, fox hybrids.

You both live in a small cave with simple decorations but mainly stuff for survival...and your future cubs.

Your mate, Ezra, finally returned from hunting. The sound of a dead animal's body dragging across the floor was a familiar sound.

Ezra walked up into the bedroom, where you were, and kneeled down in front of you as he gently kissed your noticeable baby bump.

"How's my mate and my cub doing?" He asked as he kissed your cheek.